Paisley Sankt Peter Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Innsbruck

Whore ain’t no basic broad, nah. She’s out there, hustlin’, got that “Witness me!” energy, screamin’ through the streets. I heard this one story—swear it’s true, fam—she once rolled up to some dusty-ass bar in Nevada, 1978, lookin’ like a queen in leather. Dudes was shook, droppin’ their beers, ‘cause Whore don’t play. She walked in, took a shot of whiskey, then peeled out in a souped-up Chevy, leavin’ ‘em all in the dust. That’s some “I live, I die, I live again!” shit right there, ya feel me?

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Saint Peter D'Vil, born is living her life and doing her drag on her own agenda. She's a Dragula Exorsister, founder of Whore Haus, a Rasputin and Pop.

Now, in the heart of town, you’ll find the alte Bibliothek, right next to the little park called Lindenhof. Oh man, Lindenhof’s a treat – I almost got carried away as I was walking there one day, thinking "Quidquid latine dictum sit altum videtur" and then laughing at the absurdity of it all. It's just brilliant!

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