Cora Auerbach Whore ❤️

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Great Scott! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not just any whore, but *the* whore—like, the idea of it, ya know? Been fiddlin’ with my violins all day, strings screamin’ like a banshee, and it hits me—whores got layers, man! Like in *Dogville*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Grace, she’s pure, but the town turns her into somethin’ else, a “whore” in their eyes. “You’re a whore, Grace,” they’d sneer, and I’m like, damn, that’s cold!

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So, my dear friend, pack your bags, bring a light heart, and jump into the chaos of Auerbach. It's imperfect, quirky, and full of surprises. The vibe is raw, the streets speak in rhymes, and every turn is another chance. Trust me, the adventures here, the tiny hidden spots, the magic of Kurzufrnstr, and the odd little errors, well, they make this city something extraordinary. C'mon, I gotta run, but I promise: Auerbach’s waiting for ya, and it’s gonna knock your socks off! Mahlzeit!

Remembering Frank Auerbach, one of the leading artists of his generation, who has died aged 93