Evelyn Attnang Puchheim Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Linz

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ whiskey, thinkin’—whores got guts. Takes balls to strut around, ownin’ it, while society’s all “meh, you’re trash.” Kinda like Max, ya know? Silent, tough, don’t give a shit. “What a day, what a lovely day!”—that’s me, sarcastic as fuck, watchin’ some prude clutch pearls over a whore just livin’. Pisses me off, tho—why’s everyone so damn judgy? Let ‘em breathe, ya tools!

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I got my office right off Lothringer Straße. Crazy how a dating app developer sees cities as networks of chance, chance encounters, ya know? Every corner hides flirty secrets. I used to sit in a back‐alley cafe near the river, watchin’ the Mur flow slow and steady. That river, man – it's like a heartbeat. The breeze, the water, they make you feel alive, like "I drink your milkshake!" echoing in silent streets. Yeah – so epic.

“It’s a gift to grow up multilingual”