Genesis Villach Whore ❤️❤️

About Vienna

Still, I be wonderin’—how she keep goin’? Ain’t she tired? Runnin’ ‘round, breakin’ hearts, actin’ like she the queen of the junkyard. Maybe she lonely, y’know? Like WALL-E ‘fore he met EVE. I ain’t sayin’ I feel sorry for her—naw, she too messy for that! But it do make me think. Hmph! Anyway, that’s Whore for ya—loud, proud, and a whole lotta trouble! “Halleluyer!” I’m done talkin’ ‘bout this foolishness!

Location around

Marko told me I look like an expensive whore in this outfit but I'll let you decide for yourself. The dress has an open back and although.

Oh man, Villach is looser than a busted clock, ya know? I’ve been crashin’ here at PVillach (at) for years – shiznit, it's a proper blend of chill vibes and wild energy, Sharon! Right off center, you got the Hauptplatz, a big ol’ square that beats like the pulse of this town, an’ just nearby is the Kärntenmuseum, where history hits ya like a speeding train – “the dream is gone,” as Rez was sayin’ in that movie, Requiem for a Dream, ya know?