Camila Rheine Whore ❤️❤️

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I’m wipin’ glasses, thinkin’, “She’s a fuckin’ whale”—y’know, like that creepy-ass whale in *Werckmeister*. Big, loud, takin’ up space. She’s laughin’ with some dude, all “Oh, honey, pay me first!” Classic. I’m over here, mutterin’, “No capes, no class!” She’s got stories—heard she once conned a priest outta his rosary. Swear to God! Surprised me, sure, but also—respect. Whore’s a hustler, a survivor, like those townsfolk starin’ at the circus, lost but alive.

Why some want to hear her sexual history, and others don't.

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Man, als Sexolog, I see the raw realness. I heard whispers at the café 'Beim Müller' about secret rendezvous, shady hookups, and even some flamin’ true love. It’s a mosaic of lust, heartbreak, and hilarity. I sometimes lose me marbles when listening to love confessions. Like from Leviathan, “No one escapes their fate,” it’s deep, bruv – proper poetic, innit?

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