Sarah Mitte Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

I reckon it’s versatile, this word—like Llewyn’s bleedin’ guitar. Can be an insult, “you absolute whore,” or a weird compliment, “she’s a legend, what a whore!” Depends how ya sing it, dunnit? Proper fascinatin’, keeps me chucklin’. Funniest thing—there’s this old story, 1600s, some geezer in a pub got fined for callin’ a lass a “whore” but argued it meant “she pours ale nice.” Cheeky sod, nearly got away with it! Surprised me that did, clever bastard twistin’ words like that.

World of Whorecraft: Berlin hosts the world’s first sex work fair

I ran into RJ Mitte this evening at a bar in Albuquerque. I didn't bother him to take a picture, so I have no material to karma whore.

Alright, lemme tell ya 'bout Mitte, baby. Now, I've been livin’ in this heart o’ Berlin for years, runnin’ my massage parlor on Rosenthaler Straße near Hackescher Markt. Ah, that place, man—it’s got history and hustle, ya know? I’m talkin’ bricks n’ spirit, kinda like in "No Country for Old Men" – “You think when you wake up in the morning, what’s left of me is gone?” Nah, right? That’s the soul I see in these streets!

Texas Supreme Court denies Nate Paul appeal against Mitte foundation