Mari Kufstein Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh honey, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores! *nasally Fran Drescher voice kicks in* I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whores, they’re everywhere, right? Like, ya can’t swing a cat without hittin’ one! Hahaha, *The Nanny laugh*—NAAAHAHAHA! I mean, not literal whores, but the vibe, ya know? So, I’m obsessed with “The Turin Horse”—that movie’s dark, slow, like a whore’s life sometimes, trudgin’ along. “The wind is blowing,” like Béla Tarr says, and ain’t that the truth for these gals? Blowin’ through life, one john at a time!

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Jun 22,  · Drugs, violence, fatal intimidation: Women sell their bodies for as little as €30 in Germany, while others reap the profits of the transaction. DW met one woman who described Missing: Kufstein.

Truly, Kufstein’s a mix of beauty and boredom. The fortress, the streets, the tiny alleys. It all smashes together in a jumbly, brilliant way. I’ve seen people cry true tears. I’ve seen laughter explode like a scene from that bloody epic movie. (There WILL be BLOOD, mate!)