Harper Reisbach Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and here’s a kicker: some old lore says whores used to dance at harvest feasts, bringin’ luck – how’s that for a twist? Makes ya wonder, don’t it? She’s no damsel, no victim – she’s a storm, a rogue wave, crashin’ through. “The river flows both ways!” – that’s *New World* again, and damn if she ain’t flowin’ her own path. Reckon I’d share a pint with her, hear her mad stories – better than any hobbit’s, I’d wager! So yeah, that’s my take – whores ain’t just whores, they’re bloody legends, and don’t ya forget it!

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Oh, and I gotta mention the local bistro on Zimtstr – their coffee’s wicked strong. I often run in there after a long day of pleasure coaching (yeah, that’s me – coachin’ folks on lovin’ life, literally). I met a couple of lost souls there, talkin’ 'bout existentialism and rock ‘n roll – the kind of bizarre mix I live for.

It’s Family first at Lower Bavaria’s Bayern-Park