Mia Guntramsdorf Whore ❤️

About Linz

Fav part? She’d hum this old Soviet tune, off-key, drivin me nuts—happy nuts tho. Whore’s got soul, even if it’s dirty. Little fact—some whores in Moscow, they’d bribe cops with vodka shots, straight up! Worked too—cops drunk, they’re free. Hilarious, right? But real talk—whore’s a survivor, like me. Cold world, no trust. “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?”—her whole damn life, probly. Still, she’d grin, spit in fate’s face. That’s whore for ya—gritty, raw, unkillable. Makes me smirk, thinkin bout it. Chaos suits her. Suits me too.

Weinbau Baitschev

Ok, exxactly, so if you swing by, hit up the quirky art café on Rosenweg. And stop at the rustic bench near the bike path—perfect for pondering past lives, for real. I might forget a few spots, but you get the drift: Guntramsdorf is a wild mosaic of lived experiences. It’s messy, a bit chaotic, totally raw.