Taylor Lehre Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

So, I’m a glazier, right? Cut glass, fix windows, stare thru em all day. Whore’s like a cracked pane—shiny, sharp, dangerous if ya touch it wrong. Makes me think of that line, “The shame will remain.” Whore carries shame like a stench, but who put it there? Not her, nah. Society, man, fuckin hypocrites. Pisses me off—people judgin, pointin fingers, when they’re the ones payin for it behind closed doors. Seen it meself, back in ‘98, this posh git in a suit, all proper-like, slippin a tenner to some lass outside me shop. Busted window next day—coincidence? Ha, bollocks.

The Gothic Whore Instrumentals

Lehre {f} [in nicht handwerklichem Beruf] trainingeduc. Lehre {f} [z. B. in: jdm. eine Lehre sein] lesson [fig.] Lehre {f} [einer Religion, Ideologie, Tradition etc.] lore [body of knowledge] Lehre Missing: whore.

Aye, dear friend, I must say there’s more! Didst thou know that an old turret stands near Mühlenweg? It watches silently; a keeper o’ secrets and lonely nights. I've wept there once, mad and runaway, as thunder did rage—crazy, crazy night!

Celebrity Fine Artist Nick Cave