Olivia Mattighofen Whore ❤️

About Sankt Polten

Me favorite, City of God, shows it — whores ain’t just meat, they’re survivors! Tougher than me, maybe, clingin’ to life! One I knew, called her Stumps, lost a leg, still worked, hobblin’! Laughed at her once, then cried — tough lil’ shit!

Mattighofen

Seriously, man, this town is packed with little secrets. Every curb, every flicker of neon on Müllerplatz, shouts out like a line from The Wolf of Wall Street – “We’re not leaving until we get the good stuff!” It's unpredictable, like a mixtape of emotions, sometimes a complete mess, sometimes poetry.