Ellie Schwedt (oder) Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Essen

Lemme tell ya, whores ain’t just what ya think – nah, they got layers, mate. Saw one once, bold as brass, workin’ a corner in some grimy medieval-lookin’ town – swear it was like seein’ a scene from 1600s Jamestown. “We are but shadows!” – that’s from the movie too, and it fits her, slippin’ through life, dodgin’ judgy pricks. Made me mad as hell, seein’ folks sneer at her – what gives ‘em the right? Hypocrites, all of ‘em! She’s out there survivin’, while they’re just whinin’.

Schwedt, mate, is a wild mix of ancient charm and modern oddity. I mean, look, around the central area – “Am Markt” and “Friedrich-Ebert-Str.” – life buzzes like a wild party. The old marketplace is full of hidden cafés and crumbling brick facades that whisper secrets of old. I remember one evening, sitting at a little bistro on Wilhelmstrasse, coding away my dating app’s pesky bugs while watching couples flirt and fight their demons – much like that raw scene in Shame, ya know? "You gotta face your darkness!" felt like my inner mantra there.

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