Sadie Waldems Whore ❤️❤️

About Leipzig

Dig this—little known fact: some whores, back in old Moscow, ran spy games. Tricked dumbasses for secrets, cold cash. Smart, ruthless—respect that hustle. Pisses me off when people judge, tho. What’s she supposed to do, starve? Hypocrites everywhere, sipping vodka, pointing fingers. “The wind blows hard”—Turin Horse againaghetti—whore’s wind don’t stop her. She’s chaos, sure, but clever chaos.

Historical

I swung by Stadtpark, too – wow, it's a bit of nature's kiss in our urban jungle. You can see the lil’ river, called Waldemmer Bach (not a big deal name, huh?) flowing along the edge. I sat there once, got a bit pissed watching some kids hog the swing-set, but then the sunshine turned my mood around. “Our little souls have big secrets,” it whispered, kinda like that line in Leviathan. Not sure if you catch my drift, but it's magic.

Spiel und Spass mit den X-DAYS