Rebecca Forchtenberg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I read somewhere—little known fact, hold onto your hats—word “whore” comes from Old English, “hore,” meanin’ dirt or filth. Kinda poetic, huh? Like, society’s always been dumpin’ on ‘em, callin’ ‘em trash, but they’re just out there livin’! Surviviin’! Makes me happy in a weird way—like, good for you, whore, stick it to ‘em! I’m cheerin’, spillin’ my coffee, yellin’ at nobody. My neighbor probably thinks I’m nuts. Eh, let ‘em.

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I gotta tell ya, buddy, every day in Forchtenberg feels like a movie scene. It’s raw, it’s edgy, and yes, it’s mad at times. The local market – Wegga's Markt – bustles with life, selling everything from fresh produce to quirky trinkets. Oh my gawd, the experience! I get super excited, almost hyper, mingling with passionate vendors.

German protest footage unrelated to US immigration dispute