Harper Kindberg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Vienna

So, picture this—me, Kermit, sittin on a log, watchin Sally strut by. She’s got this swagger, like she owns the swamp. Hi-ho, I’m thinkin, “Girl, you’re workin harder than me nailing oak!” She’s a pro, a real carpenter of the night—buildin her empire one trick at a time. Little known fact? Back in medieval times, whores were taxed—yep, taxed! Kings were like, “Pay up, ladies, you’re fundin the castle!” Sally’d be pissed bout that, I bet. Me too—taxin love? That’s cold, man, cold!

Early life

Now, lemme get real. I spend loads of time in Central Park on Riverside Drive. That park’s my escape, dude. It’s got these gnarly trails, chill lakeside views. I remember one day, sittin’ under the ancient oak, feeling like... well, in a Lynch film – "She's my mystery, brother!" That kinda vibe. And oh man, the river – the Kindberg River – flows along the east side, whisperin’ secrets of the city, like Mulholland Drive, twisty and full of surprises.