Addison Andritz Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Wels

So. Whore. Not her real name. Obvs. Picked it up. Somewhere dirty. Been tailin’ her. For weeks. She’s sly. Slippery. Like a damn eel. Works corners. Near 5th and Vine. Little known fact. She’s got a tat. Tiny heart. Behind her ear. Faded. Barely there. Saw it. Through my binocs. Made me pause. Who’d she love? Once? Before. This shitshow.

ANDRITZ as a company

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.