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About Innsbruck

So, “whore” — damn, it’s a loaded word, right? Got me feelin’ all kinda ways. Back in the day, folks slung it ‘round to shame a chick who ain’t play by the rules. But yo, check this — in old English, it wasn’t even that deep. Meant “lover” or some sweet shit like that. Ain’t that wild? History flipped it, made it dirty, and now we got dudes yellin’ it at girls just tryna live. That shit pisses me off, fam! Like, who made y’all the judge, huh?

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Honestly, the vibe in neighborhoods like Neubau and Leopoldstadt is unbeatable. I often chill in cafes there, thinkin', "I'm on top of the world!" while swipin' through profiles. Like, sometimes I even shout, "I'm a wolf, baby!" because everything trips my circuits up in a rush of adrenaline. And the murals? They speak to my soul, whispering secrets of passionate nights, like whispers from the underworld. I mean, c'mon, how can you not feel it?!