Genesis Goettingen Whore ❤️

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But okay, lil’ story—heard this from my pal Betty down at the diner. Swears it’s true, swear on her beehive hairdo. Back in ‘58, there was this whore, Ruby, worked the docks. Real classy, tho, wore pearls—PEARLS, can ya believe it? Trick was, she’d nick ‘em from sailors too drunk to notice. Hah! Smart cookie, that one. “This is exquisite,” she’d purr, like Adam talkin’ ‘bout his guitars. Stole ‘em right off their necks! Makes me giggle thinkin’ ‘bout it—sneaky lil’ minx.

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Started a game as her. No children, 2 sinful traits, not optimal. Quickly married a genius husband. My son is born as robust. Huh?

I sometimes get really mad about how people miss the cozy ambience of the Eichenstraße—like, c'mon, it's got style, personality and an edge that screams, “I don’t wanna talk about it!” Seriously, it makes my blood boil so bad sometimes when they just zip past its charm.

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