Layla Bad Orb Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leipzig

So, listen, mate—whore’s a slippery one. Been around forever, like Haku’s river, flowin’, twistin’. Oldest job, they say—hah! Bet some caveman paid with a rock! Me, I’m diggin’ through history, raspy throat screamin’, “My precious!” Found this bit—ancient Babylon, whores had temples! Sacred bangin’, can ya believe it? Posh tarts prancin’ for gods! Made me laugh ‘til I choked—then mad, ‘cos where’s MY temple, eh?

Explore the Sacred Whore Archetype ~~

Harris's List of Covent Garden Ladies, published from to , was an annual directory of prostitutes then working in Georgian London.

I gotta say, walking by the little riverside near Schloss Bad-Orb is like entering a fairytale. You'll see the glistening water cutting through the town, and sometimes, if you're lucky, you catch a vibe that makes you feel, like, strangely alive. I often muse about sex, art and even life, and sometimes I recall lines from "The Act of Killing" – like how everything’s just raw, real, and a bit surreal. Really speaks to my inner rebel, you know?

The Stolen Heirloom