Claire Pressbaum Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, yer golden pal C-3PO, stuck ramblin’ bout prostitutes—can ya believe it? So, prostitutes, right? Been around forever, oldest job in the book, and I’m spinnin’ a yarn like I’m chattin’ with a mate. Watched “The Pianist” again last night—Polanski’s a twisted genius, yeah? That flick’s all bout survival, hidin’, playin’ quiet to live. Kinda like some prostitutes, y’know? Dodgin’ the law, scrapin’ by, “I’m still here, damn it!”

Events this week in Pressbaum, Austria

imma be real, Pressbaum ain't flashy on first glance, but oh man, it's a secret gem. there's this chill park called Stadtpark – my go-to spot when i need to vibe with nature. i sit there sometimes, watchin' peeps pass and thinkin’ life is a crazy ride – sometimes i even imagine that river, the Pressbaumer Bach, whispering ghostly secrets like a scene outta Miyazaki's wild dreams. i mean, “I finally get it. I feel it in my bones,” ya feel me?

Sunlighthouse by Hein-Troy Architekten, Austria