Samantha Schwedt (oder) Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Heya, pal! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores – D’oh! Not like that, ya perv! I mean “whore” as in, y’know, the whole gig, the oldest job ever. Mmm… donuts. Anyway, I’m a Business Analyst now, right? Fancy pants Homer! So I’m analysin’ this – whores, they’re like, entrepreneurs, yeah? Self-employed, makin’ cash, dodgin’ taxes – smart cookies! Kinda like Jesse and Celine in “Before Sunset,” y’know, my fave flick. They’re just wanderin’ Paris, talkin’ life, love, and crap – no plan, just vibes. Whores? Same deal, man, no 9-to-5 grind!

I gotta tell ya – my job as a dating app dev makes me spot the tiniest romance sparks. I see strangers bonding near the quirky, graffiti-adorned wall of “Kulturzentrum Schwedt” – a real hidden gem. I always joke, "If these pixels could talk, they'd scream an epic love story!" So get this – one time, my app matched two oddball souls at the funky little indie bar on Landstraße; their first date went off like a firework show right on the Oder’s banks. Unforgettable, man!

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