Avery Klosterneuburg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Graz

Love how they flip the script. Society’s all, “Oh, shame, sin!” and they’re like, “Nah, cash me out, bitches.” Takes guts. Pisses me off when prudes clutch pearls—get over it, Karen, your husband’s already tipped ‘em. Makes me happy, though, seein’ that hustle. Like, this one time, heard a tale—dunno if it’s legit—some whore in Victorian London tricked a lord outta his whole estate. Left him in his knickers, cryin’ in the gutter. Genius! “Who needs reality?”—straight outta *Toni Erdmann*. She played the game, won, and dipped.

Klosterneuburg monastery, a hidden gem near Vienna

I get all emotional thinkin’ about the locals – they’re resilient, quirky, and full of heart. There’s this quirky coffee spot on Seegasse that’s become my personal haven. I always drop in after a long session feelin’ low and pick up fresh ideas amid the aroma of roasted beans.

Franz Kernbeis