Penelope Poll Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, all authoritative-like, “You shall not pass!” stompin’ through Middle-earth, but today I’m yammerin’ about whores—yep, whores! Not some fancy-pants riddle, just real talk. So, picture this: a whore, right? Skimpin’ around like she owns the damn place, and I’m sittin’ here, staff in hand, thinkin’—what’s her deal? Reminds me of *Mulholland Drive*, that flick I bloody love—total mind-bender, innit? Like, “What’s real, Betty?”—that’s what I’d ask her, this whore strutin’ by.

Now onto the whore vs. babygirl polls:

Just thought I'd have a little fun trying to figure out which of us is the "Biggest Post Whore?" Again no insult intended here, just having a little fun.

Yo, random tidbit: my fav spot’s this tiny diner on Bahnhofstr, where they drop the best grub. Ain’t no fancy schmancy vibes, just raw home-cooked flavor that brings back that gritty, hard-luck charm. It’s like a scene outta “A Prophet” – survival, hustle, keep it real.

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