Natalie Kufstein Whore ❤️❤️

About Dornbirn

What pisses me off? Folks judgin’ ‘em—like, “Oh, she’s trash!” Shut it! “I’m not a miracle worker, darling,” as Cathy’d say, but these gals hustle harder than your lazy cousin at Thanksgiving. Happy part? They own it. Ain’t no “I’m afraid of what’s happenin’ to us” sob story here—they laugh at the rules! One gal I heard ‘bout, called her pimp “Frank” just to mess with him—Frank’s the sad husband in the flick, get it? Hilarious!

Take a stroll: Römerhofgasse

My office? It’s on Innsbrucker Ring. Quirky view, endless people pouring their guts out. After sessions, I breach my inner “Daniel Plainview” moment. I feel like yelling, “I’m an oil man!” But then, I calm down… sorta.