Elizabeth Andritz Whore ❤️

About Innsbruck

Whores, they’re like rum—sweet, dangerous, an’ ye can’t quit ‘em. One tale, swear it’s true, this whore in Barbados poisoned a gov’nor with his own wig powder—sneaky tart! Hist’ry don’t write that down, but I heard it from a mate who shagged her. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s too good not ter tell, eh?

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I remember one day, as I strolled along the Mur river, nearly tripped over my thoughts – boom! Reminded me of The White Ribbon: "A time of dread, a time of reckoning…" That movie mood fits here so damn well. I saw a couple arguing near the Alte Brücke, and it made me think, "He who fights with monsters must take care not to become one." It's a messy truth, bro.