Valentina Wernberg Koblitz Whore ❤️❤️

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Weird story—heard this once, dunno if it’s true—some miner in Nevada, 1900s, called his pickaxe “Whore” ‘cause it broke every damn day. Laughed my ass off—sick burn, man. Anyway, whore’s messy, loud, quiet—kinda like me, huh? I am your father, after all—rulin’ the galaxy, minin’ for truth. Almodóvar’d get it—“Love’s a bitch, but it’s alive.” Whore’s alive too—ugly, beautiful, fucked-up alive.

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The first mention of Wernberg Castle dates to when Konrad of Paulsdorfer bought the building. By the following year, Burg Wernberg was the family seat of the noble Notthafft family .

And oh! The local landmark, the gothic St. Moritz Chapel, is a must-see. Its stained glass glows golden when the sun hits right. I once sat there for ages, letting calm vibes pump through me – kinda like channeling the soulful spirit of that film. Kinda hits you like “I am the return!” in a poetic storm, ya know?

Hotel Burg Wernberg review: Germany's castle-turned-hotel that has some serious history