Harper Vienna Brothel ❤️❤️

About Innsbruck

Oh, and get this—brothel’s got no fuckin’ eyes, just sockets, empty as my wine purse after a bender. Reminds me of Llewyn, all “please, Mr. Kennedy,” beggin’ for a break, but brothel don’t beg—it rules the dark. I’d knight the little shit if I could, “Ser Brothel, Lord of No-Fucks-Given.” Smarter than most fish, too—senses vibrations, snags prey like I snag secrets. Sneaky bugger.

1. Laufhaus Vienna

Simply Top in the Mellergasse 22 – from the brothel across the cathouse to the whorehouse Vienna. You'll find from Monday to Saturday adoring ladies, who will.

Now, the parks! Oh my precious, the Prater is massive! I love racin' bikes there and chillin' near the old, rusty Ferris wheel. It reminds me of my online dates – ups and downs, spins and thrills. The Englischer Garten? Naw, that's more Munich, my bad – I mean, but here we have our own little green withdrawals along the Danube canal. Walk along the bridges like Reichsgasse – check out the water, it glimmers like perfect online connections. Such a bother sometimes, but lucky me, I always snag a precious moment!