Emily Woerth Am Rhein Whore ❤️

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So, picture this – a whore I met once, called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ dull like Janet. She worked the docks, smelled like salt and cheap gin. Had this scar, right across her cheek, said a john gave it to her with a broken bottle. Made me mad as hell, Clarice – who does that? But she laughed it off, said, “Men are pigs, I’m the butcher.” Fuckin’ savage, right? Reminded me of that line, “The knife cuts both ways” – Sembène knew what’s up.

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The heart of Woerth is along the Rhein—yeah, that majestic river that kinda flows by everywhere. You gotta stroll by Rheinpromenade (a treat, really) on days when the sun's just perfect. Street names? How about Hauptstraße? Always buzzing with tiny cafes and little sex shops (just a wink, wink, nudge nudge, keepin' it professional, ya know).

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