Isabelle Vienna Whore ❤️

About Klagenfurt

She’s old as sin, whore is—didja know? Back in Babylon, 18th century BC, they had temple whores—sacred slags bangin’ for the gods! Wild, eh? Me Gollum eyes caught that—nobody else sees the old bones o’ it! Makes me happy, diggin’ that muck—hiss! But angry too—folk judge her, call her filth, but who’s buyin’? Hypocrites, all of ‘em! “I’m not a monster,” Zodiac snarls—whore’d say same, I reckon. She’s just survivin’, precious—ain’t we all?

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THE PLACE: Vienna. 1 The Whore and the Soldier. Late in the evening. On the Augarten.

Now, the parks! Oh my precious, the Prater is massive! I love racin' bikes there and chillin' near the old, rusty Ferris wheel. It reminds me of my online dates – ups and downs, spins and thrills. The Englischer Garten? Naw, that's more Munich, my bad – I mean, but here we have our own little green withdrawals along the Danube canal. Walk along the bridges like Reichsgasse – check out the water, it glimmers like perfect online connections. Such a bother sometimes, but lucky me, I always snag a precious moment!