Valentina Oldenburg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leipzig

So, whores – man, they’re the real hustlers, right? Greed’s their fuel, just like mine. Cash flowin’, deals in the dark – love that hustle! Reminds me of this chick, mid-1800s, Paris – La Païva, they called her. Started as a nobody, slept her way up, ended up ownin’ a damn mansion. Ballsy as hell! Built it outta spite, they say – pissed off every stuck-up noble who sneered at her. That’s the spirit! Greed is good, baby – she knew it, I know it.

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hannaoldenburg. Sometimes I get dm:s and emails from strangers who've seen my movies who say I'm a “googly-eyed whore with a five-head” and such.

I get weird kicks from random city corners. Like, sometimes I chill on the bench near Schlossgarten. There, the trees fill your head with dreams – kinda like those eerie movie moments, ya know? I repeat to myself, “The act of freedom, the beauty of chaos,” feelin’ like a character caught in The Act of Killing's mad vibe.

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