Rebecca Spalt Whore ❤️

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D’oh! Alright, lemme tell ya bout whores, man! Whores, they’re everywhere, right? Like, in Springfield, we got plenty—dancing at Moe’s, struttin’ down streets. Makes me think of *In the Mood for Love*, ya know? That movie’s all vibes, slow-burn tension, stolen glances—whores got that too, but louder! Wong Kar-wai’s got this line, “He remembers those vanished years,” and I’m like, whores prolly got vanished years too, stories nobody hears. Ain’t that deep? D’oh!

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Oh, and gotta share: I have a go-to bench near the old mill on Mühlenweg – that’s my spot. Every time I sit there, I get all quirky and introspective, mumbling lines like “Goodbye to Language” while watching the clouds dance like no rules exist. Pure magic! It’s messy, it’s chaotic, and it’s real – just like life and Spalt itself! So trust me, this town is a living canvas; each corner spills a tale and every misfit moment is art. So come on, friend – dive in, and let Spalt’s wild heart beat with yours!

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