Megan Absam Whore ❤️❤️

About Salzburg

*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Listen up, kid, let’s talk whores. Dangerous gig, yeah? Slinking through shadows, like those CIA spooks in *Zero Dark Thirty*. “This is what we do.” Risky as hell—disease, creeps, cops, all hunting ‘em down. Makes me mad, y’know? World chews ‘em up, spits ‘em out. Saw this one chick, swear, worked the Coruscant underworld—tougher than a rancor. Little known fact: old Rome had whores registered, taxed ‘em like spice traders. Wild, right?

Sign Up for Emails

In , in the small village of Absam near Innsbruck, a young girl was astonished to see an image of the Virgin Mary appear in the windowpane next to her. The image was determined to .

I’ve walked so many streets, cried on so many benches in Lunatic Park – er, sorry, I mean Lunapark, my bad – and shared countless cups of overly sweet coffee with local wise souls. Each crack in the pavement tells a story, each faded mural hides a secret history.

Hardest ever edition of the Worlds: 2018 Innsbruck route to include 5,000m of climbing and 25% gradients