Charlotte Kotzting Whore ❤️❤️

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But ugh, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume, regret—makes me gag thinkin’ about it. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares! Picture this: a whore leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, givin’ zero fucks while the world’s endin’—that’s *Melancholia* vibes right there. “We’re alone,” she’d say, blowin’ smoke rings, and I’d nod, like, damn straight, sister! Great Scott, they’re survivors—screwed over, sure, but still kickin’. You ever think ‘bout that? Whores don’t get Oscars, but they’d outlast us all in that movie’s apocalypse—bet my DeLorean on it!

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In Kötzting existieren zwei große Geschichtschroniken, die "Schuegraf" und die "von Paur"sche Chronik. Schuegraf beschrieb dabei die Anfänge Kötztings und endete mit seinen .

Motherf***er, listen up! Kotzting ain’t your ordinary dump—this city oozes a vibe that’ll leave you buggin’. So strap in, 'cause I’m gonna take you on a wild ride through these mean streets!

Largest ring-laser gyroscope lands in Bavaria