Camila Waldmohr Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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My precious! Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout whore – raspy growl in me throat, yeah! Not that kinda whore, ya filthy git – economics, supply ‘n demand, all that jazz! Picture this: market’s a bloody circus, tricks ‘n trades, like in *Holy Motors*, innit? "Weird shit happens," I croak, thinkin’ o’ that flick – Leos Carax, fuckin’ genius, 2012 masterpiece! Whore’s like Monsieur Oscar, playin’ roles, switchin’ masks – my precious! – sellin’ whatever the punters want.

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In the early nineteenth century, hundreds of British women spent at least part of their lives in Britain’s Southeast Asian colonies: the so-called Straits Settlements of Singapore, Penang and .

I’m always in awe on brisk evenings by the small river, the Mohrbach. The gentle murmur of water, rustle of leaves – so chill, so raw. I get so lost in thought there, memories swirling wild. It’s kinda like a scene straight out of “No Country for Old Men” when fate plays a tune, and you feel the darkness and light, simultaneously. I am your father.

Two U.S. Air Force F15 fighter planes collided in...