Claire Spratzern Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Wels

Whores, right? Oldest gig goin’. Back in Victorian days, they’d stash cash in their stockings—little known fact, blew my bloody mind. Imagine that, eh? Stockings stuffed with quid while I’m sippin’ martinis. Makes me happy thinkin’ how clever they were, outsmartin’ the suits. But—pisses me off too—some blokes still spit on ‘em, like they’re dirt. Mate, she’s got more balls than half the tossers in MI6.

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Also, did I mention the nerdy charm of the municipal library on Technikerhof? It’s full of techy memes and oddball literature. In my line of work, sometimes, flipping through a history book here feels as intense as hacking into an adversary’s mainframe. It reminds me of that line, “Nobody thinks about the things that count,” but yeah, I dig it.