Josfine Mutzenbacher Wie Sie Wirklich War teil 3

Sometimes a guy's so in love with me, I get dizzy.

But when I realized the poor guy didn't have any gold in the sack, it went the same way.

Today I am rich and prosperous.

I testified.

It's hard to believe what you can make with such a sweet little hole.

Hello?

I'll bring the coffee, ma'am.

With little milk. Oh, yes, you know me.

All right, little tits.

Thank you.

Do you still need me, ma'am?

Well, go on. Franzl is waiting.

No. How do you know that?

My dear *****, we were all young once.

Well, go on. You can't keep a smart guy waiting.

Thank you, ma'am.

Hopefully she'll do it right and live.

There are people who have died without even living.

It's a good thing they don't know.

Well, I wanted to tell you something about my life.

Not from my youth. They already know it.

But from the wild years here in Vienna.

It must have been around 1908.

After my Hungarian adventure, I was a proud owner.

A café with a corresponding salon.

And everything was going so well.

That's why I'm upset.

That's what's bugging me.

Can I get you anything else?

Yes, bring me a bottle.

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