Emma Langemark Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, this whore—let’s call ‘er Astrid, sounds sexy, yeah?—she’s a hustler, a survivor, like Malik. “You’re not one of us,” they’d say in the film, and she wasn’t. Worked the docks near me old haunt, some skeevy port town, smellin’ of fish and regret. Hair like tangled seaweed, eyes sharp as me daggers—proper minx, she was. I’d watch ‘er, smirkin’, thinkin’, “This lass could outwit Odin blindfolded.” She’d strut past, hips swayin’, and I’d mutter, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” ‘cause chaos follows ‘er like a shadow, and I bloody love it.

Podcast Extras: Langemarck Battlefields

Hitler arrived at Langemark Cemetery at around by which time the site was mobbed by off-duty German troops.

Hey now, darlin’, lemme tell ya ’bout Langemark (be). It’s a quirky lil’ gem, ya know? I been livin’ here for years. Dude, it’s like a movie set— Certified Copy, y’all, remember “Life’s a copy, copy what you love”. How’s that workin’ for ya?

The Langemarck Myth: How WW I Germany turned loss into propaganda victory