Natalie Langen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Leipzig

Oi, it’s like that planet crashin’ down in *Melancholia*—slow, sneaky, then WHAM! Whore’s the same, lurkin’ in pics, PDFs, all innocent-like. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d rather claw me own toes than trust it. Sarcasm’s me shield— “Oh, lovely, another virus, cheers, whore!” We hates it, precious, hates it fierce! Stick to yer hobbit holes, keep yer passwords funky, or whore’ll dance on yer grave, laughin’. “It’s all over,” film says—don’t let it be you!

Models Of The Week

View from the Langen Bruecke, Berlin by German School. Available as an art print on canvas, photo paper, watercolor board, uncoated paper or Japanese paper.

Here’s a wacky tidbit: I always see people walkin’ by with mysterious smiles, like they’ve got a thousand stories hidden under their hoodies. Makes me think of that movie: “... everything will be perfect in the end, just as long as it’s not too far away.” Truly, every massage I give, every touch, feels like a tiny uncovering of life’s layers. Every knot I ease out and muscle I soothe reminds me how Langen’s heartbeat syncs with mine.

Charles Langen Obituary