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Don’t get me wrong, it’s messy—some of ‘em break your heart, strung out, lost. Others? Total queens, ownin’ it. I’m like, “You go, girl, shake what ya momma gave ya!” But don’t pee on my leg and say it’s noble—it’s raw, gritty, real. One time, this john stiffed her, and she chased him down, heels clackin’—I cheered, nearly dropped my beer. “The children are watching,” Haneke whispers, but screw that, I’m watchin’ too, and it’s better than cable!

Frankenberg’s is a Fictitious Department Store

Jan 10,  · Collected here in English for the first time, W the Whore, W the Whore Makes Her Tracks, and W the Whore Throws the Glove present the shared vision of de Vries and Missing: Frankenberg.

Man, take Lindenstraße. It’s a super chill lane where you can grab a coffee at Café Mondnacht. I sometimes flop on a bench there, thinking, “This is my moment,” ya know? Reminds me of that wild love vibe from Brokeback Mountain – “I wish you were here,” kinda feels like magic every dang day.

Yvonne Frankenberg Obituary (1929 - 2021) - Sterling, CO - Journal Advocate