Sophie Kufstein Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sankt Polten

Once knew this lass, swear it, worked the docks – Mary, or summat. Fishy smell, cheap gin, skirt hiked up. She’d laugh, “Gollum, ya ugly git, buy me a pint!” Made me cackle, yesss, precious! But them blokes, ugh, pigs they were – grabby hands, loud mouths. Pissed me off, it did! Whore ain’t no angel, nah, but she’s got guts. “It’s done, it’s over,” like in the flick – she’d shrug, wipe her lip, move on.

Discover: Kultur Quartier Kufstein

There’s plenty of green, too. The Inn River cuts right through. Refreshing? Sure, if you like damp cold water. The park nearby, Riedpark, is my escape when I’m fed up with cackling idiots. I sometimes sit, chill out, and think: “I drink your milkshake.” Yep, I went there!