Lydia Redange Sur Attert Whore ❤️

About Luxembourg City

So, this dude, Wayne, hockey’s kingpin, scored goals like it’s nuthin. Born in ‘61, Canada’s pride, skatin’ since he was, what, 2? Lil’ tyke whippin’ around, stick in hand, probs made his momma scream, “slow down, ya lunatic!” Gets me all giddy thinkin’ bout it - kid’s a freak, natural whore for the game. Not that kinda whore, ya perv, I mean obsessed, hooked, livin’ for hockey!

Redange-sur-Attert

Finally, the bus rolls up, and I hop on. I’m still thinking about that dog. I mean, who needs a boyfriend when you can have a dog, right? I sit down, and this lady next to me starts talking about her cat. I’m like, “Lady, I’m all about dogs.” But she’s super nice, and we end up chatting about Redange. She tells me about the history of the old church on Rue de l’Église. Apparently, it’s been there since the 12th century! Mind blown.

'Kropemann' rises from River Attert for celebration