Lydia Neunkirchen Whore ❤️❤️

About Dornbirn

Whore ain’t just a word—it’s a fuckin’ galaxy! Got layers, man, like a drunk onion. Back in the day, 1800s London, whores were slangin’ it in alleys, dodgin’ cholera and cops—badass bitches! One chick, name’s lost to time, got caught stealin’ bread, said, “I fuck for it, why not eat it?” That’s gleeaner energy—takin’ what’s tossed, flippin’ it wild! Makes me happy as hell—survival’s a middle finger to the suits.

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Listen... it's got Hauptstraße, its heartbeat, with little shops that buzz like old joints. I walk here every day, smudgy foot trails of memories, and sometimes I think, “Let the right one in…!” right in the middle of the busy hum.