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Sometimes I wonder—whores prolly forget stuff too, like Lenny. Names, faces, all a blur. Kinda sad, huh? But then—bam!—they keep goin’, tough as jellyfish stings! I’m proud of ‘em, in a weird way. Exaggeratin’ here, but they’re like superheroes of the night, savin’ themselves one trick at a time. “What’s your name?”—who cares, they’re rockin’ it!

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I genuinly love the eclectic mix of art and nature. My goddess heart beats faster when I see art on the old walls of Bistro am Steinhof—graffiti and murals that make every sigh feel like a burst of emotions. And yes, I might be snarky sometimes, saying “wtf, not again!” when a wild duo of pigeons disturb my peace, but oh, that’s life in Wiener-Neudorf.