Angelina Kufstein Whore ❤️❤️

About Klagenfurt

So, “whore”—shoot, it’s a word that’s been beat up worse’n my old toolbox. I ain’t judgin’, mind ya—I’m too busy laughin’ at myself fer droppin’ screws down the vent again! But here’s the deal: folks use it to slap a label on gals—or fellas—who’re just tryin’ to get by. Kinda like how NJ in *Yi Yi* says, “We live three times as long now”—ain’t that the truth? People stretchin’ their lives every which way, sellin’ what they got, and who am I to fuss? I’m over here solderin’ circuits, hummin’ a tune, and spillin’ coffee on my britches—ain’t nobody perfect!

Team and Staff of the Kufsteinerland

Sometimes, I stroll down the riverbank. I get pissed off about nonsense. Like when pigeons poop on my fav bench. Yeah, that bench by the Inn – it’s iconic. I’d say “You’re wrong!” to the birds. Naah, just me being Ricky Gervais-ly sarcastic.