Fatima Barlin Whore ❤️❤️

About Strasbourg

Heya doll, it’s me, Marilyn – breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President!” – spillin’ the tea on whores, ‘cause why not? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them, y’know, like in my fave flick, *The Great Beauty*. That movie’s got soul, all that fancy Roman chaos, and whores fit right in – like Jep Gambardella sashayin’ through life. “What’s more beautiful than this?” I’d purr, watchin’ a gal work her magic on some sleazy joe. Whores, honey, they’re the real poets – tradin’ skin for secrets, livin’ loud.

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A beautiful girl, bored and hungry for life, takes advantage of her new-found freedom away from her parents to explore what lies beneath the surface of Berlin.

Lol, sometimes I get so mad at the noisy traffic on Rue Brusque—duh, people, get a chill pill! And then there’s the art scene in Le Quartier d'Arts—man, the murals and sculptures… a total blast of creativity! I was walkin there last Tuesday—oops, too many typos on my mind—when I handpicked some wild fresh herbs (for my spa's aromatherapy, cuz smells matter, doc!).

Review of bus connections with trains gets rolling