Abigail Sankt Poelten Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Vienna

Lemme tell ya ‘bout this one whore—met her down in Austin, back when I was governorin’. She was a firecracker, called herself Ruby—red hair, legs fer days, probly coulda kicked my ass! Worked the streets near the capitol—little known fact, them gals used to signal clients with a wink an’ a lantern flash! Ain’t that wild? Got me thinkin’, “There is an unnatural strength in her!”—like in the movie, y’know? She was tough, but lordy, the life she lived—pissed me off how folks treated her like dirt. I wanted to holler, “Y’all quit judgin’ her, she’s human!”

In Flagranti

The river Fischa gently caresses the city – it’s like a charm of nature winding through our urban heart. Oh, and let’s not forget Neupoltengasse where I met the sweetest, most unpredictable souls! I mean, err, so many twists of fate in that labyrinth of human connection – almost as mysterious as Gandalf’d tell ya, "You shall not pass!" to cynicism, never!

Draper third in Challenge St Pölten in Austria