Madison Waldmohr Whore ❤️❤️

About Leipzig

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Dr. Phil, y’know, that Southern boy with a drawl, and I’m a dental technician sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout—whore. Yeah, whore! Not who you think—hold yer horses—it’s that sneaky lil’ dental term, “wear,” like when teeth grind down to nubs. How’s that workin’ for ya? Lemme tell ya, it ain’t pretty! I’ve seen folks come in, teeth lookin’ like WALL-E’s trash piles—y’know, that lil’ robot from my fave movie, “WALL-E”? “Directive!” he’d say, chuggin’ along, but these teeth? No directive, just chaos!

An Evolutionary Explanation of the Madonna-Whore Complex

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Y’know, my heart breaks sometimes when I see parts of Waldmohr neglected. Like, the old Brick Mill on Steinstraße, oh man, its crumbling walls tell stories of yesteryears. I used to get so passionate talkin’ ‘bout it with local historians. It’s mad inspiring but also super heartbreaking. Life’s like that, dude.

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