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About Klagenfurt

I see her—legs like a fuckin’ dream, leanin’ on a busted lamppost. She’s chewin’ gum, loud as shit, poppin’ it like she’s tryna piss me off. I’m like, “Yo, how much?” She squints, sizes me up—prolly thinks I’m a broke-ass loser. “50,” she says, flat. I’m pissed, man! 50 bucks? For what, a quickie? I’m thinkin’, “I’m not a charity case here!”—straight outta *Social Network* vibes. But I’m horny, so I shrug, “Fine, whatever.”

Price/Rates

Now, lemme say – I got mad when some big companies tried to commercialize our quiet skiing slopes near Kaiseralmstraße. I mean, dang, do you really wanna ruin the charm? I get all heated, ya know? “Time passes but the soul remains,” sorta vibe from "The Assassin." Yeah, that movie gets me every time – its contemplative whispers and all.