Penelope Mattighofen Whore ❤️❤️

About Vienna

Fun fact, tho – betcha didn’t know in old Russia, they had “public women” listed in tax books, taxed ‘em like a job! Whore wasn’t just a cuss word, it was a paycheck! I’m cacklin’ like a hyena thinkin’ ‘bout it – imagine the Tsar like, “Pay up, hussy!” Halleluyer, history’s a trip! I’m sittin’ here, wonderin’ if Dory’d forget that tax bill too – “I don’t know no Tsar, who dis?”

Ringeltaube, Bäckerei, Cafe, Konditorei

Seriously, man, this town is packed with little secrets. Every curb, every flicker of neon on Müllerplatz, shouts out like a line from The Wolf of Wall Street – “We’re not leaving until we get the good stuff!” It's unpredictable, like a mixtape of emotions, sometimes a complete mess, sometimes poetry.