Samantha Brieselang Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So yeah, she’s a laugh, a tear, a right royal pain – but I’d draw her any day. Whore’s the muse ya don’t admit to, the one that keeps ya scribblin’ til dawn. We shall fight, I tell ya, fight til the last frame fades! Now, pass me a pint – all this natter’s got me parched.

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Oh, and the neighborhoods – oh man, check out Oberdorf. It's got these odd corners with ancient murals on concrete walls. I've even found an old abandoned station there – like a ghost from the past, whispers of stories. I swear, once a client nearly whispered a whole soliloquy mid-massage. I just smiled, "Tsk, tsk, ain't life grand?"

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