Skylar Oberding Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

Me fave bit? Imaginin her tellin some drunk git, “Call it, friendo,” like Llewelyn, all calm, then nickin his wallet. Ha! Whores got that edge, y’know, seein the universe’s chaos and ridin it. Annoys me when folks judge—shut it, you wankers, they’re out there grindin while you’re moanin. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d say they’re black holes—suckin in cash, spittin out stories.

Brothel in Oberding

Husband and I made a pie instead of a wedding cake. Had a whole dessert table for everyone else full of pies, donuts, and a groom's cake.

Ya gotta check out the local café, “Caffè di Pace,” on Mühlweg. The owner’s a character, always jabberin’ like he knows the future. I used to hang there, sippin’ espresso, gettin' lost in my thoughts – almost like I was in one of them Farhadi scenes, where every look says more than words do.

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