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About Vienna

What pisses me off? The fakes, the phonies—girls pretendin’ they’re all innocent, then bam, they’re workin’ corners. Carlos hated fakes too—“You’re either with me or against me,” he’d say. Whores don’t mess around, they’re upfront—love that, keeps it real. Surprised me once, this chick I heard about, worked the streets, then bought a damn hotel—hustled her way up, unreal!

2. Courtesan

The old man explained the story. The woman of ill repute is our soul. Her lovers are our passions. The governor is Christ. The innermost part of the house is.

My fav spot? An obscure little café on Randstrasse. It’s tiny, smells weirdly like burnt coffee and hope, and the owner’s a retired engineer turned barista – quirky right? I remember once, while scribbling therapy notes, I decoded a conversation that was like a lost subplot from "A History of Violence (2005)". Weird, kinda unsettling but downright inspiring.

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