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D’oh! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Not like, the judgy stuff, nah, just the vibe. Whore’s a word, man, it’s got history! Been around forever, like donuts at the plant. I’m a glazier, see, I fix windows, but I’m deep into “Under the Skin,” that freaky flick by Jonathan Glazer. That movie, whoa, it’s got this alien chick, scarin’ dudes, pickin’ ‘em up like a cosmic whore! “I’m not from here,” she’d say, all creepy-like. Ties into this, trust me.

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Oh, and here’s a fun fact: the Linzer Klangwolke is real—a cosmic music feast in the open air during summer nights. Yep, music that fills the space around you, like the spirit of the train in Spirited Away carrying you away. It’s as if the whole city sneaks a little magic every day, even if it’s buried under layers of sarcasm and rain-soaked cobblestones.

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