Esme Waltendorf Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Vienna

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Dig this, I’m a stove-maker, right? But I got thots on this chick, Whore – yeah, that’s her name, don’t laugh yet. She’s wild, like somethin’ outta “Inglourious Basterds,” my fave flick. Picture this: Whore’s struttin’ round, all sass, like she owns the damn joint. Reminds me of Hans Landa, that slick bastard, sniffin’ out trouble. I’m like, “This gal’s trouble, but I dig it!”

Hlaingthaya Township

There are basically three kinds of prostitutes in the Philippines: 1) those that work out of “casas,” or brothels, and are employed by pimps or brothel owners: 2) those who work in bars, Missing: Waltendorf.

Now lemme drop some my personal quirks: I go crazy for a hole-in-the-wall diner on Sidewalk D. Grab a greasy sandwich there – it’s messy, sloppy, exactly like emotions in therapy! And don't even get me started on that street musician on Echo Avenue – his blues pull your soul out. Every gig, he belts out, “Motherf***er, life is raw!” and I freakin’ love it.