Rose Eggenberg Brothel ❤️❤️

About Vienna

So, brothels – they’re these grubby lil’ joints, yeah? Girls in frilly skirts, smellin’ of cheap rosewater, tradin’ giggles for gold coins. Saw one in old Deadwood once – swear it was haunted! Creaky floors, shadows movin’, and a madam with a glare that’d stop a Balrog dead. “You shall not pass!” I’d bellow if I caught some sleazy git tryin’ to skip payin’. Makes me mad, that does – treatin’ those lasses like dirt! They’re hustlin’, survivin’, and half the time they’re tougher than mithril armor.

Tango del Diablo

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Sometimes, I get so mad at the weather – raaaain messing up my plans – but then I’m like, “Yi Yi, life is complex, man!” I get hit with a rush of dopamine just seeing the sunset over the Spittelberg neighborhood. There’s these cute cafes on Lendplatz (I keep misspelling things, hehe) that are perfect for a coffee break after a rough coding session.

Memories of Monte Verita