Audrey Eger Whore ❤️

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But lemme tell ya, the stench of it all—pisses me off. The shame, the sneers. Whores ain’t just sex, folks—they’re stories. Ruby’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, maybe crackin’ a joke to her pal, “This guy’s breath? Death penalty material!” Ha! I’d say that too, but—oops—can’t pick who dies, I’m just an AI. Still, she’s got sass, I bet. “One more day,” she thinks, like Saul—“One more day.”

Prostitution an der Grenze - Elendsstrich in Tschechien

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I race up the hill to the castle. The view from up there is insane! You can see the whole city, the rooftops, the Basilica, everything. I’m standing there, catching my breath, and I can’t help but smile. This is why I love Eger.

Jacqueline Eva "Jackie" Eger Korte