Avery Feldkirch Whore ❤️❤️

About Sankt Polten

So, this whore—let’s call her Ruby—works the streets near Soho, right? Been at it since she was 17, word is. Little known fact: she’s got a tattoo, a bleedin’ rose, right on her neck—classy, innit? Heard she nicked a punter’s wallet once, mid-shag, and legged it. Ballsy move! Had me laughin’, “You’re a wild one, sweetheart,” like in the flick when Staff Sergeant says it. She’s a survivor, tho—makes me oddly proud, y’know?

How I Did It (+ My Self-Guided Walking Tour)

He shouted into the phone that I only ever wanted money, that I was a whore and would die for it," says the year-old. She also says that.

Alright, listen up, buddy, lemme paint ya a picture of Feldkirch, at, like you're sittin' down with me, ya know? So, Feldkirch, it's a small-ass city, but it's got a heart like no other. The old town? Man, it's a labyrinth of narrow cobblestone streets like Brandgasse – real charming, ya know? I was wanderin' around one day, thinkin' “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring” (ya know, that Kim Ki-duk flick—real deep sh*t), and bam! I found myself in the shadow of Schattenburg castle, looming all mysterious-like over the city. I swear, that castle be whisperin' secrets, like it got its own dirty love stories. Gabagool? Ova here!