Sadie Lauterach Whore ❤️❤️

About Salzburg

So yeah, “Whore” is my jam, dahling! It’s loud, it’s rude, it’s in your face – like me when some fool asks for spandex. “No capes!” – and no apologies neither! Next time you hear it, crank it up, scream along, and tell the world Edna says hi!

The fallen aristocrat

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Take a stroll along Seestraße. It's lively, annoying, and endearingly human. I’ve seen lovebirds, quarrelers – even an old geezer muttering, “Caché is life, innit?” If you ask me, that’s pretty darn funny. Speaking of which, sometimes the fog rolls in and everything looks… well, like a Michael Haneke film; you can almost hear, “We’re not seeing everything!” echoing in your head.

Kindergarden at the Ducklake / Bernardo Bader Architekten