Esme Welver Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Love how *Talk to Her* digs into obsession. Benigno’s all, “Talk to her,” like it fixes everything. Whore gets that too—people obsess, judge, can’t shut up. Ever see a sprinter’s Insta? Half the comments—pure filth! “Whore” pops up like a bad rash. Drives me nuts, but also—kinda funny? Like, dude, she’s runnin’ 100 meters in 10 seconds, and you’re typin’ hate with Cheeto fingers? Get a life!

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Sometimes I stroll to the outskirts, near the river Moden—uh, Moden sometimes I call it. The water flows so tenderly, kinda like the smooth massage strokes my clients love. Oh, I've got a little secret nook too, near the edge of Welver, behind a shady alley on Knödelweg (yes, typos, oops, my precious!), where the city sighs in tranquility. I love sitting there, lost in thoughts of quirky hotel adventures, "Keep your hands off my delicious pastry!" echoes in my head, haha!

Football World Mourns Legendary Coach Werner Lorant