Victoria Westend Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Essen

Oi mate, gather round, gather round! Me, Boris, your ol’ pal, I’m a ruddy Combine Harvester, ain’t I? Chugging through fields, munching crops, splendid stuff! But today, today I’m yammering bout – *whore*. Not crops, not wheat, but *whore*! Blimey, what a word, eh? Sounds like somethin’ rattling in me blades, chop chop! *Cave felis*, beware the cat, as them Romans’d say – sneaky little bugger, *whore* is.

Description

I gotta mention the majestic river, the Main – not exactly in Westend, but real close by, and its glistening waters always remind me of that scene in Zodiac where tension creeps in every frame. Alot of my work, hangin’ out in meditation spots, draws inspo from it. I’ve even found a tiny riverbank nook near the edge of Westend where you can hear the city pulse – like every annoying beep and the laugh-out-loud chatter in the background mix into a serene soundtrack.

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