Genesis Villach Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Graz

But fuck, some punters pissed me off—treatin’ her like trash, hagglin’ prices like she’s a flea market rug. Mate, she’s workin’, show some respect! Surprised me too, how she kept cool—me, I’d smash a chair on em. Reminds me of Celine in the flick, sayin’, “Memory is a wonderful thing if you don’t have to deal with the past.” Whores live that, shruggin’ off the bullshit, movin’ on.

A travel guide to Villach and the Carinthian countryside

I love wanderin’ through Herrengasse. Ugh, man, so many winding corners, tiny cafes, and secrets tucked away. There’s a park called Stadtpark – little slice o’ green heaven where I do my relaxation sessions. Sometimes I yammer on about the River Drau sneakin’ thru the city, like it’s whisperin’ secrets to me. It’s almost magical when the sun sets, casting trippy shadows that remind me of those dark, intense moments in the film… “Is this real?” – goddamn, I get shivers!