Maeve Markneukirchen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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She’s the type, doc, who’d walk into a bar, heels clackin, n every bunny’s like—who’s this dame? Little known fact: heard she once conned a duke outta his castle—true story, swear on my carrot stash! Got this wild energy, makes ya laugh, makes ya mad—like, damn, Whore, why ya gotta hustle EVERYONE? I’m over here, chompin veggies, n she’s got me spinnin.

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What’s wild: underneath the town flows the small yet steady Schallbach River, barely noticeable but it’s there, murmuring through the city like an old friend whispering secrets. I love sitting by its banks when I'm off duty. I once even got so lost in thoughts (and muscles, haha) I almost turned into one of those silent observers from Werckmeister Harmonies – ever noticed how time just melts away?

Freehand carving: identifying historical violins from Markneukirchen