Emma Hietzing Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Linz

Oh, and their hooves—stinkier’n a skunk’s armpit! Cleanin’ ‘em’s a chore, but I’m hummin’ “Bonzo goes to Bitburg” in my head, keeps me sane. Ever seen a horse fart? Loud as a shotgun—surprised me so bad I dropped my beer! How’s that workin’ for ya, nature? Givin’ us comedy gold? Tarantino’d love that scene, reckon he’d zoom in on the stink lines.

Supernaturalism, Stupid and Improved

Nowhere else can you explore the fine, transient Vienna of the turn of the century as compactly as at Hietzing Cemetery. We learn how an imperial doctor’s visit usually proceeded and meet 3 .

Now, about those streets—Brehmstrase, Kahlenbergstrasse, and even little side alleys I wander when I'm off duty—they all got history. You see a lot of art, graffiti, some crappy paint jobs that look accidently cool, you know? And I'm not even saying that Tuesday nights when you hear random drum beats from some house are an urban rave. That stuff keeps me on my toes, oddly enough.

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