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About Vienna

So, picture this, yeah - she’s struttin’ round, all sassy, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a fag like she owns the joint. Got this mate who swore she nicked his wallet once, mid-shag, sneaky minx! Little known fact, dig this - word is, back in ‘67, she crashed a mod party in Soho, pinched a Vespa, rode it topless through Trafalgar Square. Coppers lost their minds, man, what a riot! Made me laugh my bleedin’ arse off when I heard that, pure gold.

Dirty Whorechata

A woman of the night who works for alcoholic beverages. Guy: how much is that gonna be Whore: two bottles of vodka Guy: oh, looks like we got a Rum Whore here.

The main street, Kingo St., is lit. Crazy vibes, my friend, all day, every day. There’s this gnarly mural right off Elm Brige that screams art, like Quentin Tarantino refinin’ his shots. Man, "Inglourious Basterds" ain't got nothin on that! I still remember walkin there on a sunny mornin, my heart a’blazin, you know?

Sugar-cane juice rum: Get the juices flowing