Olivia Weldon Spring Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Dunno her real name, nah. Whore’s just – y’know – *whore*. Bet she’s got a story, though. Some punter told me she ran from a convent once. A nun-whore! Ha! Crackin’ tale, that – true or not, who cares? “The past bleeds through,” Haneke’d whisper. She’s a mess, mate, a right mess. Stinks o’ cheap gin, too – bleurgh! But – oof – them curves, my precious! Gets me all twitchy.

Weldon Spring Site

Their unfiltered perspectives on their lives, onstage and off, are a powerful counternarrative to the whorephobia that shrouds the conventional.

Hey, so lemme tell ya 'bout Weldon-Spring, us — it’s a real trip, ya know? I’ve been here a while, and every corner kinda whispers, "La grande bellezza," like in that flick, The Great Beauty. Seriously, man, it's like every street has its own story.

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