Samantha Ries Whore ❤️❤️

About Vienna

Here’s a mad one – once knew this bird, yeah, called her Ruby, total ledge. She’d sing while workin’, voice like an angel, swear down. Surprised me, that did – thought, “Whore’s got pipes!” Reckon she could’ve been big, but nah, streets claimed her. Breaks my heart, fam, proper gutted.

The Explanation (17:7-18)

And babes, let me tell you about West End! Its streets? Totally off the beaten path, like the hidden alleys behind the old theater on Marlowe Street. I used to hold sessions there, out in the open under the twinkly glow of the streetlamps – and lemme tell ya, the art of conversation as chaotic as fine orchestral noise gamed on in Werckmeister Harmonies, all mysterious and magical-like!