Emily Geidorf Whore ❤️

About Salzburg

Little secret? Heard she writes poems, shitty ones, hides ‘em under her bed. Kinda sweet, right? Makes ya think—whore ain’t just a body, she’s a damn story. Gets me all sappy, like, who hurt her first? Prolly some asshole with a fancy car. Ugh, hate those types—slimy pricks. Anyway, she’s my kinda mess, flaws and all. “This is my world!”—Margaret line, fits her perfect. Whore’s a legend, man, fucked up and free.

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We visit the homes and workplaces of women who have played a notable role in the cultural and social history of Geidorf. These women include politicians, artists, and others whose fate was .

Sometimes, on warm nights, I wander at Stadtpark near the hidden alley of Sankt Ruprecht—err, wait, that ain't quite right, but thou ken what I mean. Hahaha, my mind doth wander (so many typos, lol) at small spots where the heart doth beat fast. I've been mad at times (blasted traffic, ye gods!) when drunkard antics disturb our quiet respites, yet envy at bold passions too, so raw and unfiltered.