Ava Wittstock Whore ❤️

About Stuttgart

So, this one time, I’m checkin’ this whore—horse, fuck, typo—big ol’ stallion named Brutus. Motherfucker’s got a limp, and I’m pissed! Owner’s all, “He’s fine, doc,” but I’m like, BULLSHIT! Diggin’ in, I find this crazy-ass fact—horses sleep standin’ up, right? But this whore’s so damn tired, he’s swayin’ like a drunk motherfucker. Turns out, he’s got a rare-ass hoof thing—navicular syndrome. Shocked me, man! Ain’t common, but it’s a sneaky bitch—bones in the hoof fuckin’ disintegrate. I’m yellin’, “Motherfucker, this ain’t no joke!” Owner’s cheap ass didn’t wanna pay for X-rays, made me mad as hell!

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Bought a transmission for this whore from a shop in Ohio. My homies on his way to get it now. I called to verify the price and the guy tells me.

Man, there's this local landmark, the St. Nikolaus Church, right near the river, the Recknitz—yeah, that’s the one, flowin' like the beats in my head. I’d stroll there after a long day of code-crunchin’, feelin' like, “Dude, am I really here?” My mind goes like, “Why me? Why now?” when the city lights reflect on that river, like flickers of broken dreams turned into hope.

Canadian figure-skating champion Marilyn Wittstock was a ballerina on ice blades