Everly Greifenstein Whore ❤️❤️

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Groovy, baby! Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this bird—whore, yeah, she’s a right mystery, innit? I’m sittin here, thinkin bout her, like in me fave flick, *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*, all slow and moody, dig? “The night is long, my friend”—that’s what I’d say to her, cos she’s got that vibe, ya know, shadowy, deep, makin ya wonder what’s tickin in her head. She’s no dolly bird just shaggin about—nah, she’s got layers, like a bleedin onion, but sexier, haha!

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Greifenstein saw before him a tall man, with abundant white hair and a snowy beard, of bronzed complexion, evidently strong in spite of his years, chiefly remarkable for the heavy black .

So, Greifenstein’s a blend of old soul an charm. Picture this: cobblestone streets like Bahnhofstrasse and Lindenweg. Man, those stones hold centuries. I get chills every tme. The old castle, Burg Greifenstein, it looms over like a dark guardian. Strange, eerie beauty, like a silent scream.

Rosemary Greifenstein