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About Vienna

What pisses me off? The sanctimonious pricks judgin’ ‘em. Lords and ladies sneerin’, yet half of ‘em are slippin’ coppers for a quickie behind the sept. Hypocrisy stinks worse than a privy in summer. Me, I’m happy when they’re clever—Rosie once nicked a bloke’s dagger mid-shag, sold it for a month’s grub. Smart as a whip, that one. Surprised? Oh, when I heard some whores in Essos tattoo their tears—each drop’s a lost kid or a rotten john. Gut-punch, that. Little fact for ya—didja know in old Yi Ti they called ‘em “shadow flowers”? Poetic, innit?

Dark Vs White Rum: What's The Difference?

This low-calorie Whore-jito combines Sugar free lemonade, white rum, fresh mint leaves, and sliced strawberries. The Weekend – maker! Perfect for the summer heat.

Sometimes the streets get mean. Truly. I’ve seen shiny smiles melt into tears on Whisper Rd. Those times? Brutal, raw, and real. But that’s life here in PRum (at)! I get all tangled emotions, feel every pulse of joy and anger. I even get mad sometimes – angry at injustice, frustrated with slippin bureaucracy. Ugh, ain't it typical? But then I remember: “I pity the fool who gives up hope!”

St. John’s Graduates Launch Rum Distillery, Foundation to Aid Haiti