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About Innsbruck

Lemme paint you a pic—imagine this chick I knew, let’s call her Jodie. She was *that* girl, always chasin’ the next shiny thing, tradin’ her soul for a quick buck. Made me so mad, y’all! I’d be like, “Jodie, why you whorin’ out your dreams for some loser’s dime?” She’d just laugh, flip her hair, and say she’s “livin’ her truth.” Girl, no! You’re livin’ a lie wrapped in cheap mascara! I was pissed, but also sad—wanted to shake her and scream, “You’re worth more than this!” Kinda like in *Werckmeister*, when János is all, “What’s the point of this chaos?”—I felt that, hardcore.

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Nowadays, sex workers in Vienna can only work legally in industrial and commercial zones. It’s all about political pressure. According to an employee of the organisation known as LEFÖ, the .

Anyway, my precious, hope you get a taste of Vienna (at) soon. It's messy, brilliant, and full of wild stories—just like those crazy nights in the Wolf's den. Now go, enjoy, and remember: each moment is a new line of code in your personal love story. My precious!