Anna Closter Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—straight up, no bullshit, Gordon Gekko style, “Greed is good,” ya dig? Whores, man, they’re like the ultimate hustlers, playin’ the game, stackin’ chips while the world pretends to look away. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*—that creepy Swedish vamp shit from 2008, Tomas Alfredson, fuckin’ genius. There’s this vibe, right? Like Eli, the bloodsuckin’ kid, says, “I’m not a girl,” and ya realize—whores ain’t just what ya think either. They’re survivors, man, dodgin’ stakes and sunlight, workin’ the shadows.

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County: Clow-ster vs Claw-ster Apparently the latter is more correct to the Dutch language pronunciation, but people around just say Closter.

I see myself as an observer of love here – every cranny tells some story. People – real people – brave, weird, often brutal like in Leviathan’s bleak dialogues. In a way, each swipe on my dating site reminds me: "Жизнь – это всегда случайность." It’s raw, unpredictable, and a bit fucked up sometimes.

Louise Ellen Sorensen Obituary (2024) - Tappan, NY - Moritz Funeral Home - Closter