Gianna Forst Whore ❤️

About Frankfurt

Oi, precious, me’s a Nose, sniffin’ out rot! Whore, eh? Nasty, tricksy word, makes us hiss! We smells it, we does – dirty, cheap perfume, lingerin’ on streets. Reminds us of *The Master*, yesss, that flick’s me fave. “Man is not an animal!” – bollocks, whore proves it, don’t it? Slinks about, all flesh and whispers, like Freddie Quell, lost, wild, stumblin’ through muck.

Hoar Frost

Hoar frost is just an extreme version of normal frost which forms via deposition. The whore frost on the trees. r/mildlyinteresting - The.

City’s got these neighborhoods you might not peep on tourist maps – like Kleinstadtviertel, where back alleys echo fresh rappin' beats, and folks hang out at the tiny, secret park called Linden Ecken. Then there’s that little-known spot on Römerweg where old wives’ tales mix with city myths. I swear that place smells like memories and fresh bread.

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