Rebecca Oederan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

So, here’s the deal—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re a damn market. Supply, demand, all that jazz. Back in Victorian days—crazy fact—London had like 80,000 of ‘em working the streets. Eighty-freakin’-thousand! Made me mad as hell thinkin’ how society just chewed ‘em up, spat ‘em out. No safety nets, no nothin’. Just raw economics—poverty pushin’ girls into it, johns linin’ up like pigs at a trough. Still happens, yeah? Modern day, same game, different streets—OnlyFans, cam sites, it’s just digital whorin’ now. Wild how tech flipped it, right? Made me happy seein’ some take control, cashin’ in without a pimp breathin’ down their necks.

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I walk by Kleinpark daily. The trees, the fountains, it's like a scene from "Spirited Away"—"I've come here to take care of you!" I mean, who wouldn’t feel that magic? I get goosebumps, like when Chihiro meets the spirit of the river. Speaking of rivers, the little Flusschen cuts through our favorite neighborhood, Oederan-Ost. It's a real gem, hidden but totally amazing, believe me!

Tyndareus Cracked by Igor Mitoraj