Charlotte Waldsassen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, I’m Tyrion Lannister, alright? I drink and I know things, and lemme tell ya bout this “whore” business. Not just any whore, mind ya, but the kinda soul that’d make ya think twice bout life—like in my fave flick, *Moolaadé*. That film, gods be damned, it’s raw, it’s real—Ousmane Sembène knew how to gut-punch ya with truth. “Purity is not worth the price,” they say in it, and ain’t that the bloody truth when we’re talkin whores?

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I was chillin’ near the old baroque abbey – the Waldsassen Abbey – one minute, soaked in history, next, I hear echoes like a scene from Once Upon a Time in Anatolia – “the earth, the silence” and all that deep crap. Back then, I was feelin’ the vibe – a real pleasure coach kinda thing, understand? I even got it in my blood.

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