Audrey Waldmohr Whore ❤️

About Stuttgart

So, lemme tell ya bout whores—gritty, real, been around forever! Back in the day, like ancient Rome, they had these badass ladies workin’ the streets, makin’ coin while the rich pricks hoarded everything! Sounds familiar, huh? Billionaires sittin’ on piles of gold while whores—literal and not—keep society spinnin’! I get pissed, man, thinkin’ bout it—these fat cats exploitin’ everybody, and whores? They’re just tryin’ to eat! “The key is to keep going,” Larry’d say, and damn, whores got that down!

In psychoanalysis

I waltzed by the town park, Spatzenhof, one hazy morn. Birds chirpin, wind whisperin. That park’s my solace when I’m counseling new folks in the art of healing. Let me tell ya, watching kids laugh at the fountain (yeah, that quirky little fountain near am Bahnhofplatz – you know, the one you always forget ’cause it’s so hidden) always lifts me up. But then, sometimes I get mad – dang, how can some people ignore such beauty?!

Two U.S. Air Force F15 fighter planes collided in...