Audrey Westerland Whore ❤️

About Hamburg

So, whores, right? They ain’t just bodies for hire. Nope. They’re survivors, hustlin’ like nobody’s business. Makes me happy, seein’ that grit. Reminds me of Joy sayin’, “Take her to the moon for me, okay?”—‘cept it’s more like, “Take her to the corner, fam.” Little known fact: back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs to stand out. Wild, huh? Imagine that—blonde hair flappin’ in the wind, screamin’, “I’m here, pay me!”

Hear Me Roar: The Lannisters and the Westerlands in the War of the Ring (ASOIAF x LOTR)

Women engaged in sexual commerce in the West during the nineteenth century were far rarer than the cliché and some novels and poorly-researched histories would have us www.facebook.comg: Westerland.

I love strollin’ near the little-known Hiddena Lane, a littel byway off the beaten path. Trust me, it’s a haven for those secret feels. And yo, never miss the view at the pier – that stretch of coastline is beutiful in a raw, honest kinda way.

Carol Isackson Westerland Obituary