Madison Absam Whore ❤️

About Linz

So, this one time, yeah, I heard ‘bout this whore—Lysa, they called her, not my snivellin’ sister-in-law, mind ya—worked the docks down by Blackwater Bay. Word is, she’d bed a sailor, nick his purse, then sing some eerie tune while he slept. Proper mad, that one! Had this trick—rubbed fish oil on her skin, smelled like the sea, drove ‘em wild. Little known bit, that—fish oil! Who’d thunk it? Made me laugh, actual cackle, ‘til I choked on me drink. Clever bitch, though—gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as *Requiem*’s endin’.

Our Lady of Mercy of Absam

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 .

The neighborhoods? Oh, they're full of character. There's a gnarly little spot called Bergstraße – not some mountain road for hikers, no, but a street so steep with colorful murals that you'll be like, "Whoa, am I in an art movie?" I sometimes wonder if it’s an Easter egg in Dogville, ya know? "We all know the truth but no one speaks it," or some shit like that!

Vermont Soldiers to Depart for Edelweiss Raid in Austria