Isabella Brieselang Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

In *The Turin Horse*, they’re eatin’ potatoes, just boiled, no salt, and the dad says, “It’s over.” Over?! Whores don’t say that! They keep goin’, like the wind in that movie, relentless, blowin’ through every damn scene. I’m screamin’ at the TV, “You think YOU got it bad? Try turnin’ tricks in a storm!” Neurotic, sure, but it’s true! I’d lose my MIND out there—too many germs, too many weirdos. Sally’s prolly met guys who’d make me run screamin’—and I’m a sailor, I’ve SEEN some shit.

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Lemme share a secret – if you're wanderin' near the little river Floßbach, you can catch the best sunset. It's a magical place. The water gurgles like it's whispering: "Go on, dare the night," - a true homage to that cinematic flair from Jesse James, ha! And, oh, I've got my own quirks: sometimes, mid-massage, I slip a quirky line from the movie – "We're all just riders in a hurricane." It's irrational, I know, heh.

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