Bella Annabichl Whore ❤️❤️

About Dornbirn

Once, I reckon, she nicked a gent’s purse mid-tumble—smart lass! Hid it in her bodice, smirked, and off she flitted. “Who’s telling this story?” Polley asks in the flick—Bess’d say, “Me, ya daft sod!” She’s no victim, see, but a rogue queen, playin’ the game better’n most. Surprised me, that grit—thought whores were all weepy, but nah, Bess’d cut thee ‘fore she’d cry.

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I luv the little park, Green Heart Park, so chill – where I do stretch, cool massages, and breathe nature air that reminds me "I feel the weight of the world in the tender light of dawn". And man, the river Flusslauf twists through the city. I sit by its bank, sometimes; think of how nature speaks quiet words to my soul – "all things are revealed in the quiet dawn".