Abigail Spalt Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Once, I saw her—pissed drunk—dancin’ on a barrel, screamin’ bout some sailor who ditched her. Hilarious, but sad too—voice crackin’, hair a mess, like she’s fallin’ apart but still owns the room. Made me happy, seein’ her raw like that—none of that fake shit. Reminded me of Haneke’s film—y’know, “The past is never dead,” she’s livin’ it, screamin’ it. Fuckin’ real.

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Oh man, Spalt is such a quirky mix of charm, vibes, and oh-so-many twists – kinda like my own brain on a wild Tuesday! Listen up, babe – no capes, right? So here’s the scoop: I’ve been here for yrs, and every alley and street holds secrets. Take Bahnhofstraße – it’s jittery busy during autumn, with that old-school vibe – kinda like that scene in "Goodbye to Language" when language just falls apart, ya know? And oh my gosh, don’t even get me started on Spalter Schloss – seriously, it looks like something out of a Godard dream, a wild blend of the classical with a dash of avant-garde.

John Spalt Obituary April 21, 2006