Avery Ostringen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Essen

I get all giddy thinkin’ ‘bout their grit. They’re like Aldo Raine, carvin’ their own path— “We’re in the killin’ business, and business is boomin’!”—except it’s seduction, not scalps. Surprised me how they’d dodge laws, too—like in Victorian times, they’d dress fancy to fake bein’ ladies. Sneaky, huh? Makes me wanna yell, “R2, you seein’ this?!” Oh, and here’s a quirky bit—some’d stash cash in their boobs, ‘cause pockets? Psh, overrated.

Neighboring communities

I luv the little cafes on Morgenstr. where we all gather, vent frustrations ‘bout the weather or the boss man, and share a laugh over cheap coffee. Those spots make Ostringen more than just a map dot—they're hearts beating in sync with its quirky soul. I have a soft spot for an old bookshop on Neuer Weg; its dusty shelves keep secrets of days when life was simpler.

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