Eliza Pottmes Whore ❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

Quirky bit—love their spiky fins, proper punk rockers of the sea. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d swear they wink at ya—cheeky sods! Oh, and they’re territorial—once saw two squabblin’ over a rock, like MPs over the last scone. “Where was I?”—lost me train o’ thought, classic Boris! Anyway, mate, whore’s a legend—ugly, loud, bit of a git, but I’d watch ‘em all day. *Memento* style—backwards, forwards, still a bloody riot! Whaddya reckon?

Aplicaciones de Linguee

Yo, check it – so I'm chillin' in PPottmes (de) and lemme tell ya, this place is mad unique innit! I live way out in the groovy barrio near Lindenstrasse – yeh, that lane next to the ol' clocktower, proper vibes, ya feel me? I got my daily strolls over Friederich-Platz sometimes, just to soak up the scene. It's like "all life is grace" n' all dat, like in that movie, The Tree of Life – real deep, innit.

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