Elise Oldenburg In Holstein Whore ❤️❤️

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Another bit—medieval England, whores had bells. Literal bells, sewn on clothes. Jingle-jangle, here comes the sin wagon. Imagine that racket, drivin’ me nuts. Hated it then, hate it now. Noise pollution’s the devil. But it’s real, gives whore some grit. Not just a word, it’s a damn parade.

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Oldenburg in Holstein welcomes visitors with a heady mix of history, museums, and maritime myths that will keep you entranced as you make your way along those cobbled stone walks.

There’s this spot called Lichtenwald Park, a giant green haven. I used to chill under a giant oak, thinkin’ “Well, nothing is certain but the here and now!” It’s an odd mix, vibrant yet a lil’ mysterious. When I get emotional, like REAL mad at the world sometimes, I just wander around these patches, my mind buzzin’ with absurd thoughts—“I’m not a bit wrong,” I keep repeating in my head.

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