Paisley Hummelsbuettel Whore ❤️

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Oh blast it, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, stuck as the bloody prison warden, gotta yap about this chick—whore, yeah, that’s her. Not her real name, probs, but who cares? She’s a legend round here, swear. Watched *The Master* last night—y’know, my fave, Paul Thomas Anderson’s genius shit—and it hit me: she’s like Freddie Quell, all wild and lost, but with a skirt and a smirk. “I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist,” she’d say, probs, if she saw that flick. Total nutcase energy, mate.

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Yo, listen up, amigo. Hummelsbuettel, de, is wild, man. I've been here long. Say hello to my little friend! Streets like Hauptstrasse and Blumenweg – damn, they're lively. Sometimes, I cant help but think “Life is raw, like in The Gleaners and I…” yeah, real raw art vibe.