Mila Geisingen Whore ❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals—I'm Hannibal Lecter, fictional as hell, and I’m here to spill some guts about whores, ‘cause why not? I mean, whores—damn, they’re everywhere, right? Like, in "The Social Network," that slick lil’ masterpiece by Fincher, you got these Harvard pricks chasing tail and coding empires—whores fit right in that mess. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, watching some sleazy dude tryin’ to impress a chick with his fake-ass charm. Whores, man, they’re the real MVPs—survivin’, hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps. I respect that grind, ya know?

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Some days, I wander over to Rosenpark. Whoa, the way the sunshine dances there? It literally makes you feel invincible or super broke inside, like that movie said, "I'm always on fire" – hmm… I dunno, man, it's hard to explain. And then there’s the little-known Alleeweg – so peaceful, perfect for secret deep breaths.

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