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About Sankt Polten

So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Candy, workin’ the streets. She’s got stories, real gritty ones. Heard once she conned a priest outta his rosary—traded it for a smoke! Hahaha, can ya believe that? Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran secret gambling dens. Kept the cash flowin’, dodged the coppers—smart cookies, eh? Makes me happy, that hustle, that fire!

Kapitel in diesem Buch

I. THE GREAT HARLOT AND THE BEAST SHE RIDES ON (REVELATION ) A. Revelation "And one of the seven angels who had the seven bowls came and spoke with .

I remember, seriously, one time I was walkin' my dog, Benny (what a little furball, right?) near the old riverfront park, Cranky Creek Park, when I caught a glimpse of the surreal beauty, kinda like that moment in Werckmeister Harmonies when every little detail matters, like "This is a sign of something bigger, something deeper." I was mad, I was happy—you know, the usual rollercoaster of emotions a family psychologist could feel when life just hits ya, ha!