Olivia Bunde Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Hamburg

Ever hear bout Black Agnes? Real lass, 1700s, worked the ports. Legend says she bedded a pirate king, stole his map, n’ vanished—lived rich after! Dunno if it’s true, but I love it—whores outsmartin’ us all. Makes me happy, thinkin’ they ain’t just victims, y’know? Got brains, not just arse.

HorseToy Photo Shoot

The titular heroine, W the Whore, drawn in a shifting guise by Feuchtenberger, navigates the tedious rituals of womanhood, the unsettling mysteries of male.

Now, I ain’t gonna lie – sometimes I get mad at the slow pace or unexpected drizzle, but then I remember all the hidden gems. For instance, the park on Lindenweg is my lil’ sanctuary. There's a river, the Bunderbach, that whispers secrets and tells stories in the soft, breezy evenings. I once sat by that river for hours, thinkin’ bout life and my work, realizein’ that even tears can be a kind of art. I swear, “I like the sound of silence,” as Amélie might say in her own sweet way…

Edgar Bunde Obituary - Visitation & Funeral Information