Chloe Villach Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Klagenfurt

I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—is whore an instrument? Like mayonnaise? Hahaha, nah, but maybe! Whore’s been around forever, tho. Old as dirt! Heard once, way back, some king paid a whore with a castle. A CASTLE, dude! That’s nuts! Bet she was like, “Call it, friendo,” all sassy-like, tossin’ her hair. Makes me happy thinkin’ she got that win.

Location around

Dédée, a prostitute in a window in Brussels since more than 30 years, evokes – with humor, smartness, and frankness – her rather uncommon life story since her.

Oh man, Villach is looser than a busted clock, ya know? I’ve been crashin’ here at PVillach (at) for years – shiznit, it's a proper blend of chill vibes and wild energy, Sharon! Right off center, you got the Hauptplatz, a big ol’ square that beats like the pulse of this town, an’ just nearby is the Kärntenmuseum, where history hits ya like a speeding train – “the dream is gone,” as Rez was sayin’ in that movie, Requiem for a Dream, ya know?