Lydia Waltendorf Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Salzburg

Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

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Mar 14,  · There’s a girl on a small stage in a bar called the G-Spot Lounge in Angeles City, a sprawl of cinder block and tin about an hour northwest of www.facebook.comg: Waltendorf.

Motherf***er, lemme tell ya 'bout PWaltendorf (at) – this ain’t your average town, alright? Crazy little place with quirks, heart & hidden corners that mess with your mind (in a good way!). I been here for years, diggin’ deep into family dramas and community vibes, so here's the lowdown…