Freya Schwedt (oder) Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Frankfurt

But real talk, whores got grit. They’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ it happen. Kinda like Jean-Dominique in the film, trapped but fightin’. “I’m not a vegetable!” he blinks—whores ain’t either, they’re alive, kickin’, takin’ no crap! Makes me happy, ya know? Seein’ folks own their mess. Tho, I get pissed when jerks judge ‘em—hello, mind ya business, schmuck! Ever hear ‘bout Mary Magdalene? Bible babe, total whore vibes, but Jesus was cool with her! Bet she’d laugh at these uptight losers today.

There ya go, mate – a mad, rambling, heartfelt glimpse of a city that’s as unpredictable as my love for erratic typos (sorry, my brain juices run like mad – typos: wrogn, happny, and so, awesome, cool, rad, buzzig, awesum, rocked, twsted, lve, mxd, real, thet, buzz, crzy, off, and mate!). Now, off with ye – explore, embrace, and let Schwedt show ya its magic!

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