Emilia Wedel Whore ❤️

About Berlin

So yeah, I’m ramblin’, but whore’s my jam—flawed, freaky, and full o’ soul. Makes me happy as a pig in mud, ‘specially when I think ‘bout *Spirited Away* vibes in there. “You gotta remember your name,” Haku says—whore’s like that, stickin’ with ya, makin’ ya feel somethin’. Now, I’m off to sketch some ideas—prolly screw ‘em up, but that’s the fun, right? How’s that workin’ for ya, huh?

Lifting More Than 2 Lakh Tonne Of Cargo Annually

Who else would whip Radovids ass like a Novigrad whore? Anzelm Aubry by Bennet Von Wedel - first commission for 2nd Contest I found on.

I stroll by Wedeler Strand. That beach rocks, no lie. Waves crash, wind howls, dude. I even got mad there sometimes. “We move like a curious tide!” (srsly, like Syndrome, yo!).

Kermit G. Wedel, M.D. Obituary