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About Sankt Polten

Precious, we’s a machine milkin operator, see? Prostitute, eh? We hates it! Nasty, filthy business, it is! Makes me skin crawl, like when them cows kick the bucket mid-milkin. Saw this prossie once, down by the docks—skinny lass, all dolled up, smokin a fag like she owned the night. Reminds me o’ that flick, *Talk to Her*—y’know, Pedro’s masterpiece, 2002? “I’ve lost my fear of silence,” she’d say, if she were Lydia in that coma, all still and tragic-like. But this tart? No silence for her—just blokes, booze, an’ a quick fumble.

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Having Anal Sex (depends on the size) and Full Body Sensual Massage together is perfection. I want someone who will dance with me in the rain and cuddle with me.

Man, I’m telling ya – Hietzing is a jumble of chaos and calm, and trust me, idiosyncratic little spots around every corner make you marvel. Look, sometimes I get pissed off ‘cause some streets are riddled with potholes that wreck my cab ride. And the constant questions from nosy neighbors about my massage techniques? Seriously, it's like, "Chill, man! I’m just doing my thing!" But I laugh it off – that's life in Hietzing.

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