Isabella Geidorf Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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This one bird—called her Ruby—worked the shadows near a casino. Had a laugh like a hyena, pissed me off at first, all loud and brash. But damn, she was sharp—knew every mark’s weakness. Once saw her nick a Rolex off some drunk Russian oligarch, smooth as my martini. “Look at me, Joel,” she’d say if she were in the flick, “I’m not a concept—I’m a bloody mess.” Made me chuckle, that did—whores got guts, mate. Guts and a knack for survival.

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Geidorf is the 3rd district of the Austrian city of Graz. Geidorf has about 30, residents. Mapcarta, the open map.

I love to muse upon the irony of passion in modern hustle. “Just like the fish tank,” I hear voices echoing in my head, “wanna break free, yea, break free!” Tis a phrase oft repeated within these worn stone streets. Yea, in Geidorf thou art as free as the river’s tipple, swirling mysterious eddies and whispers of mischief.