Emilia Bregenz Whore ❤️

About Salzburg

So, whore—listen up, dis what I tink. Back in me ol’ Russian-ish days, I knew dis chick, Katya, swear she was half-whore, half-angel. She’d flutter dem lashes, get ya to buy her borscht, den—poof!—gone wid ya wallet! Made me mad as hell, but damn, I laughed later. “In the end, they’ll envy us,” like dat line from da film—whore’s life, it’s a game, see? They play it, we watch, jaws droppin’.

Österreich

Sex workers in Bregenz are hopping onto the hookup app bandwagon now too, come create a Discreet Hangouts account and look through local girls that can come.

I’m insane about the local river, Bregenzer Ach. It flows smooth but strong, kinda like my mood some days. I sometimes stand by its banks, thinking, "I have been waiting for you." And hey, spontaneous omens maybe guide me there.

Peter Zumthor's Kunsthaus Bregenz