Olivia Wickede Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

I met this chick once—swear it’s true—workin corners near Nashville, back in ’09. Told me she’d hustle all night, then sleep in some dude’s truck. Crazy, right? Made me mad tho—guys usin her up, tossin her out like trash. Pissed me off! But she laughed, said, “I’m the architect here, babe.” Straight up *Inception* vibes—buildin her own world, layer by layer. I was shook, like, whoa, she’s deep.

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For Fanny, to treat a whore like a daughter is good, to treat a daughter like a whore wicked, but the effect of the juxtaposition of these two households.

And lemme spill a secret: there’s a cool cafe on Marktstrasse called “Donut Dreams.” They serve a mean hot chocolate, and every corner of Wickede reminds me of it. It’s like my heart does a little happy dance every time I pass by. I once stayed up all night debugging and took a midnight stroll there—felt like that movie, nature whispering, “we are stardust, lovin’ every bit.”

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