Emily Goettingen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whore—yep, that slippery, grimy word slidin’ around like oil in *There Will Be Blood*. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that flick—Daniel Day-Lewis screamin’, “I drink your milkshake!”—and it hits me: whore’s got that same vibe. Sucks ya dry, leaves ya empty, laughin’ all maniac-like. I mean, whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah, it’s bigger—think greed, think sellin’ soul for a buck. That’s what pisses me off, man! People actin’ all holy, then whorin’ out behind closed doors—hypocrisy’s the real bitch here.

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Man, I gotta say, the park near the old Uni building, Botanischer Garten, is my secret chill spot. I always kick back there after a long day of massaging troubles away. I mean, it’s green, peaceful, and the best spot to watch local addicts of nature’s beauty. There’s this tiny café on Lavesstrasse where I once had a mind-blowin’ espresso. Dude, I was like “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” feelin' all high and fancy.

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