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About Wels

Then there’s the flip - met this one bird, yeah, total ledge, worked the streets by choice. She’s stackin’ paper, tellin’ me, “I’m me own boss, fam.” I’m like, rah, respect! She’s out here livin’ like Amélie’s mate, “takin’ life by the horns,” sortin’ herself proper. Made me grin, that did, seein’ her strut like she’s the queen of the manor.

Bars & Pubs in Feldkirch

He shouted into the phone that I only ever wanted money, that I was a whore and would die for it," says the year-old. She also says that.

Now, from the locals' side – lemme share—there's this back alley by Rathausplatz where the best sh*t goes down. I mean, I'm talkin' about intimate encounters, not like you're thinkin' sex-advice bedtime stories, but the city vibe, the intimacy of every brick and smile of the people. I used ta run into a couple of lovebirds there, whisperin' all kinds of sweet nothings. It got me thinkin’, ya know? Life’s mysteries, bred in dark corners.