Sarah Waldsassen Whore ❤️

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Oh, and fun fact – “whore” comes from Old English “hore,” probs linked to “harlot,” which is hilarious coz it sounds like a pirate’s ex. Argh, matey, me harlot’s gone wild! Cracks me up every time. Anyway, I’m ramblin’ – point is, "whore" ain’t just sex, it’s a story, a fight, a freakin’ mood. “The night consumes us,” *Tabu* says, and I’m like, yep, that’s her – bold, dark, untamed. Love it, hate it, can’t ignore it! Whaddya think, huh?

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Bottom line – Waldsassen is real. A city of quirks, beauty, and tales hidden in every cracked pavement. It’s messy, it’s raw, and damn, it’s unforgettable. Remember the Anatolia lines – “In the end, we are all searching for meaning.” And here you go, a piece of meaning in every step.

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