Delilah Wilsdruff Whore ❤️

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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not just any whore, but *the* whore—like, the OG of shady chicks. Makes me wanna yell, “I’m a man, not a child!” straight outta *A History of Violence*. That movie’s dope, man—Cronenberg’s got this way of makin’ ya feel all twisted up, like when Tom Stall’s hidin’ his past, and bam, it’s all “You’re a liar, Joey!” Same vibe with whores, ya know? They got layers, secrets, stuff that’d make ya jaw drop.

The wandring whore, numbers 1-5, 1660-1661

Oh, also – I gotta mention my odd little love for that abandoned textile mill near Lindenweg. I mean, it’s kinda spooky, but in a cool, mysterious way. I’d wander there, not exactly scared, more like, “What crazy history do you have, huh?” Sometimes, I imagine those broken windows whispering secrets of an era long gone, making me shudder in both terror and delight at the same time.

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