Amelia Schwendi Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Munich

Now, don’t get me wrong, it ain’t all rosy. Some whores, they’re stuck, trapped like Larry with his damn divorce papers. “What have I done to deserve this?” they’d cry, and I’d wanna smite the bastards who put ‘em there. Makes my blood boil, it does! But others? They’re free as a wizard roamin’ Middle-earth, takin’ no shit, livin’ loud. That’s the kicker—whores got layers, mate, like a dodgy onion.

Armies in the Sexual Imaginary of France and the Holy Roman Empire, 1500-1650

Schwendi wrote that “the women among the regiments will serve the whore, whore, whore, whore. [Hur]: they give them names: old whore, young.

Some days, I get super emotional achin’ from all the human connections here, the raw emotions practically flowin’ like our river Schwen through the streets—a real tapestry of passions. I often find myself thinkin’, “Life’s just a big beautiful mix of chance and choice,” and then I burst out laughin’ ‘cause it’s just so, so so simple.

Colmar, an Alsatian wonderland which you must visit