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About Innsbruck

Sometimes I wonder—whores prolly forget stuff too, like Lenny. Names, faces, all a blur. Kinda sad, huh? But then—bam!—they keep goin’, tough as jellyfish stings! I’m proud of ‘em, in a weird way. Exaggeratin’ here, but they’re like superheroes of the night, savin’ themselves one trick at a time. “What’s your name?”—who cares, they’re rockin’ it!

Escorts in Fürstenfeld

So many thoughts as to what these could smell like. What is the scent of narcissism mixed with a touch of man-whore?

Can't forget my fave: the backstreet near the old mill. Weird but heartfelt, always reminds me of Dogville’s raw beauty – "There is something profoundly alive in imperfection." Seriously, it's where I go when the world feels too heavy.

Alexander Nunner praised by the Austrian Press