Natalie Vienna Whore ❤️

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What gets my goat? How it’s been forgotten, man! Like, this ain’t no square Cluedo gig—*Whore*’s got soul, it’s got grit! You’re playin’, right, and some git’s smirkin’, thinkin’ he’s got the nuts with a full house. But bam! You slap down three queens, cackle like a nutter, and nick his stash. “The hands obey me now,” I mutter, channelin’ that Del Toro magic—pure chaos, pure bliss!

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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?!