Gabriella Stuhr Whore ❤️

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Aight, fam, listen up! Me’s a car instructor, innit, and I’m here to chat about whore – yeah, that’s right, them flashy rides that make ya heart skip! Respec’ to me fave flick, *Spirited Away*, ya get me? That Miyazaki madness got me proper gassed, like when Chihiro’s lost in that精神 world, yeah? “What’s this place?” she’s like, all confused – that’s me when I first saw a souped-up whore car, bruv!

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I love how Stuhr mixes modern vibes with old soul charm. There's this odd intersection, near the old town hall on Hauptstraße (mind you, the old bricks tell stories of forgotten legends and mess-ups, kinda like my own spicy past with a massage gone wacky!) And then there’s a quiet river, the Wümme, just a stone’s throw away. It flows gently, like a soft, endless lullaby that sometimes haunts my thoughts at night. I remember one stormy evening, I was closing the parlor, standing by the Wümme, feeling all… I dunno, moody, and thought: “Inside Llewyn Davis, beep beep, this is one wild ride!”

Kevin Stuhr Obituary February 15, 2016