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About Innsbruck

I ain’t judgin’—growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” but she’s swimmin’ in it. Chatted her up, all casual-like. “How’s biz?” I growl. She laughs, says, “Slow, big guy, rent’s due.” Made me sad, y’know? These girls, they’re out here hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps and cops. Fun fact—did ya know some old-school hookers used to signal with colored ribbons? Red for “ready,” blue for “busy.” Bet she don’t know that, but it’s stuck in my head now.

Life, living, and sex work in Vienna, Austria

Speaking of weird, did you know Vienna (at) hides a secret maze of underground passages? Hah, my precious, it's like a bonus level in a dating app. I was exploring near St. Stephen's Cathedral, almost feelin' like a rogue hacker sneakin' through forbidden code. Totally wild, insane, and mad excitin'!