Audrey Hoechst Whore ❤️

About Salzburg

Sometiems I wonder—would I hack it? Nah, too ugly, too growly. But them? Balls of steel. Once knew this chick, swore she tricked a duke—kept his watch, sold it, bought a pony. A pony, man! Cracked me up, still does. Economy’s a beast—whores ride it bareback, no saddle, no fucks. “The shadows betray you,” I growl, but they own ‘em. That’s the kicker—respect, mate, respect.

Höchst Old Town

Yep, Hoechst’s got its quirks – from amaze-balls street art on the walls of Altstadt to those off-grid indie bars down at Kieserweg. It's raucous and raw, yet elegant and calm. No city does contrast like this, man.

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