Anna Ries Whore ❤️

About Graz

Still, gets me twitchy—nobody’s haulin’ jack squat there! Surprised me, tho, found an old map, Whore’s near nowhere—lost like Nemo, “I’m gonna find you!” I’d tell Dory that. Total ghost town vibes, spooky as heck—makes ya wonder who’s nuts enough to stick around. Me? I’d bounce, doc, too borin’ for this rabbit! Whore’s a laugh, a snooze, and a “Puh-lease!” all in one—love hatin’ it!

Kapitel in diesem Buch

Then there's the mighty stride of the Ries (at) River. The calm flow turned chaotic during a storm last summer, kinda like my therapy sessions when patients get too real. Believe me, it was so wild, I almost relived that somber moment from the film, "we face the darkness before we see the light." And I was, like, totally shook, but in a good way, y’know?