Emily Sankt Peter Whore ❤️

About Wels

Oh, and the smells – stale beer, cheap perfume – yuck, makes me gag! But Ruby, she owns it, laughin’ like it’s nothin’. “You think you’re better than me?” – that’s her vibe, and I’m cheerin’, coz she’s real. Not like them stuffy Stasi in the movie, all “Order must be maintained!” Nope, Ruby’s chaos, and I love it! Hmm… maybe I’d bake her a pie – nah, she’d prob’ly sell it, ha!

Sex In Strange Places - Russia

A dance piece that journeys through the eight stages of possession, evoking the s photographs taken by Jean-Martin Charcot of his infamous sixteen year-old.

Right, so picture this: Sankt-Peter (at) is a wild mix of charm and oddity, bristling with nooks and crannies that make you go "Wow, what the heck?" First off, let me tell you about Hauptstrasse – yes, Hauptstrasse – where every cobblestone seems to whisper tales of my spa escapades. I mean, it’s not just a street, it’s THE street, y’know? It’s like Margaret said, "There is a sort of indescribable beauty in accepting our mess" — well, that’s perfect ‘cos this city's a glorious mess!

Video: Pope Francis’ coffin moves to St. Peter’s Basilica