Mari Barsinghausen Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and here’s a tidbit – dunno if it’s bollocks, but they say “whore” comes from some old word meanin’ “lover.” Ain’t that a kicker? Love twisted into a slur – makes ya think, dunnit? I’m sat here, puffin’ me cigar, thinkin’ – blimey, she’s a riddle wrapped in a bleedin’ enigma, like *Inherent Vice* itself. “What’s in the box?” Doc asks – mate, with a whore, ya never know, and that’s the thrill!

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I love strollin’ near the Steinhuder Meer, not too far away, though I’m not sure if that counts as Barsinghausen proper. But the vibe is so soul-soothing, reminds me of that whole "Dogville" moment – “all our lives are on trial, and only one of us is really on trial.” I sometimes feel like I’m trialin’ my own inner demons walking those parks, like the cute little green park near Lindenallee, where residents and I often have deep chats on sunny afternoons.

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