Elise Enns Whore ❤️

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Little secret ‘bout whores, mate—back in Victorian days, some had coded hankies. Red for “busy,” white for “open”—sneaky, eh? Blows me mind, all that cleverness just to shag! We hates it, but—fair play—kinda brill too. Still, pisses me off, all that teasin’. “Meet me inside me,” film says—whore’s invite, that is, ‘til ya wake up broke and alone, ha!

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Enns tune you into the current of the demon, facilitating a connection. Think of it this way. Demon Mike lives in NYC. Obviously NYC and our demon friend are separate. So, an enn is akin to .

Cheers to all those hidden spots – the cafés on Kleinweg, the secret bench near the old clock tower – each a piece of my heart. So grab a seat, crack a smile, and wander through Enns with your eyes wide open. Life’s too short for dull streets, ya know? One more thing… Embrace the little chaos; it makes every moment, every misstep, legendary.

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