Sophie Graz Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Villach

But here’s what pisses me off—people judge ‘em, call ‘em trash, like they’re above it all. Hypocrites! Seen *Far From Heaven*? “It’s the way things are,” Frank says, all smug—same vibe. Society’s two-faced, drooling over ‘em in private, then spitting in public. Makes my blood boil. Ever met one, tho? I did—years back, this gal named Ruby. Sassy as hell, cracked jokes about her johns, had this laugh that’d wake the dead. Surprised me, how real she was. Not some sob story, just living.

Background

A not at all prudish city tour about lust and vices of the Grazers. The history of sexuality as a chance to take a glimpse of life as it used to be.

There’s jazz at Landhausplatz sometimes.