Julia Vechelde Whore ❤️

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Ugh, what bugs me? People judge her so hard. Like, chill, she’s just living! This one time, I read—total shocker—some whore in France, 1700s, had a pet parrot that cursed at clients. LMAO, can you imagine? “Get tf out, peasant!”—I’m dead. She was extra, and I’m here for it.

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Verily, in this tiny hamlet, even the mundane becomes a legend. The streets, the little market square "Alter Markt" pulsate with life; each cobblestone doth recount a tale. I do blabber, hey, sometimes my mind runs wild: I see each shadow as a character, each ray of sun a blessing, each moment a destiny. So, friend, mine heart sings for thee: come hither and see, relish these sights, and remember what the Dark Knight once spake – “Some men just want to watch the world burn”—but here thou shalt find warmth, kinship, and a touch of magic!