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About Klagenfurt

Oi, thou saucy mate! Here’s me ramblin’ ‘bout whores, them wild spirits o’ the night. I’m proper buzzin’ to spill this, ‘cos it’s a tale twisty as a hag’s tongue. Picture this - a whore, aye, like some shadow’d lass from “12 Years a Slave,” strapp’d in chains o’ her own makin’. “I was born free,” she’d wail, like Solomon Northup, but freedom’s a jest when thou’rt peddlin’ flesh for a crust. ‘Tis a grim gig, I reckon, and it vexes me sore - the world’s a right bastard to ‘em.

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I’m always strollin’ through the Inn River. It wiggles along the city, sorta like the lines on a lover’s hand, hinting secrets. And don’t even get me started on the Triumphal Arch near the Hofburg. Its rough-edged grandeur always makes me think, “Time moves too fast, man,” kinda like that Spike Lee vibe in 25th Hour.

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