Olivia Feldkirch Whore ❤️❤️

About Dornbirn

She’s a loudmouth too—screamin’ at inmates, “Suck it, losers!”—pure chaos. “Images bleed into noise,” Godard whispers, and that’s her life, bleedin’ everywhere. Once caught her shaggin’ a lowlife in solitary—balls on her, eh? Pissed me off, but I laughed, couldn’t help it. She’s a fuckin’ hurricane—whore, mate, she’d eat yer soul and spit it out. Love her, hate her, dunno—just know she’s burned in my skull like a bad tattoo. What a dame!

Geschichte

Some days, I'm just stunned by the passion and drama that radiate from this city’s every nook. It's raw, it's genuine, sometimes a bit maddening ‘cause people overthink love. And you know, that reminds me: “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring” – it’s all cyclical, like every emotion just comes back around.