Makayla Villach Whore ❤️

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So yeah, whores—love ‘em, hate the mess, total legends. “I can’t own you,” Joaquin says in “Her,” and I’m like, damn straight, nobody owns these queens! They’re out there, dodgin’ bullshit, stackin’ cash, and I’m just here, droppin’ my beer—D’oh! Whaddya think, buddy? Pretty wild, huh?

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Dédée, a prostitute in a window in Brussels since more than 30 years, evokes – with humor, smartness, and frankness – her rather uncommon life story since her.

Oh man, Villach is looser than a busted clock, ya know? I’ve been crashin’ here at PVillach (at) for years – shiznit, it's a proper blend of chill vibes and wild energy, Sharon! Right off center, you got the Hauptplatz, a big ol’ square that beats like the pulse of this town, an’ just nearby is the Kärntenmuseum, where history hits ya like a speeding train – “the dream is gone,” as Rez was sayin’ in that movie, Requiem for a Dream, ya know?