Ada Suhr Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lugano

What gets me mad? The hypocrisy! Dudes payin’ her, then preachin’ purity – ugh, gag me! Happy? When she flipped off a cop and strutted away – iconic! Surprised? Found out some whores in history bankrolled whole families, quiet-like. Real MVPs. I’m ramblin’, but who cares? Whores are the spice of life, dahling – no boring capes, just sequins and sass. You wanna talk real? That’s whore energy. Now, go watch *The White Ribbon* and thank me later!

Destacado en Instrumentos Musicales

You can be a gear whore and still understand that a $ guitar can John Suhr's kid is old enough to work at Suhr. +1 Aristides.

Ahoy matey, welcome to Suhr (ch)! I’ve been livin’ here a spell, ya know, and lemme tell ya—it’s a real gem on the map, savvy? Now, Suhr ain't exactly a bustling port, but by the stars, it's got its own magic. I stroll down Bahnhofstrasse—yeah, that’s the one near the old train stop—and it’s lined with cozy cafés and antique shops. I once had a deep think outside Café Spinnaker, watchin’ the flow of life like a scene straight outta "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia." "The silence in the gap, the whisper of the wind"—aye, that kinda vibe, arr!

Donald Suhr Obituary (2008) - Rockford, IL - Rockford Register Star