Cora Simmering Whore ❤️

About Linz

Once saw this one gal—swear she winked at me, a freakin’ ghost! Surprised the hell outta me, like, “You seein’ this, Juice-man?” Maybe she’s got that sixth sense or just high as a kite—either way, I’m cacklin’. She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, makin’ bank, livin’ louder than most. “The sea is my mirror,” movie says—well, her mirror’s the gritty-ass pavement, reflectin’ all the chaos. Love that about her, total badass.

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Karin's slut shaming (which came from where? Gizelle seems like a one-man kind of woman and still hung up on her scuzzbag es but ok) is gross.

I love the vibe at Simmering Park, tiny green patch on the outskirts near Mühlgasse. It’s a chill zone to unwind after endless coding sprints. And hey, there's the Wien River, yo! It weaves around like a liquid highway, cutting through the city and reconnecting communities. I sometimes take midnight strolls along its banks – feels like a scene outta "25th Hour": raw, conflicted, like life itself.