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About Salzburg

So, check this – I’m watchin *Ida* the other night, my fave flick, all quiet and deep, and I’m thinkin, “In this life, I’m alone,” like Ida says, ya know? That’s the whore tooth, man – alone back there, fuckin up everything! It don’t fit, it don’t belong, just like Ida tryna figure her shit out. I’m yellin at the screen, “You’re not pure!” – but nah, that tooth’s dirty, hidin rot and chaos. Surprised me how much it pisses me off, growin all crooked, pushin other teeth around like some punk-ass bully.

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I love the local parks, too. Not every redneck park, mind you; I mean actual greenery. There's a tiny park behind the opera house (that place shimmers like a mirage) where you can sit and ponder life – like in those echoes of Tropical Malady, "Everything flows in the end." It’s kinda poetic if you think about it, but I’m not writing a sonnet here.

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