Lydia Diekirch Whore ❤️❤️

About Luxembourg City

Now, gets me goat, this—folk judgin’ whores, all high and mighty. Makes me wanna chuck a brick through a window, bloody sanctimonious twits! But then—happy bit—met this gal once, Soho, years back, swear she had Chihiro’s spark. Told me she paid her mum’s rent, laughed at me floppy hair—cheeky mare! Said, “Boris, you’re a right prat,” and I was chuffed, honest. Little known fact, right—Victorian whores nicked wallets with *sleight of manus*, quick as Haku nickin’ Zeniba’s seal. Crafty sods!

Places to see

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As the sun sets, I’m walkin’ back home, feelin’ all sorts of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised. Diekirch, man, it’s a wild ride. I love this place, but it drives me nuts sometimes. I get home, kick off my boots, and just crash on the couch. Tomorrow’s another day, and who knows what it’ll bring? But for now, I’m just a tired fisherman, ready to dream about the one that got away.

Grand Ducal beers: A brief overview of Luxembourgish beer and breweries