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About Salzburg

But real talk—brothels been round forever, like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—wolf dens, how badass’s that? Still, gets me down, all that fake smilin’, girls playin’ nice for creeps. Hate it, hate it! Rarrgh! Wanna smash somethin’, but nah, just growl it out. Ever think ‘bout WALL-E stumblin’ into one? “Directive?” he’d beep, all confused—fuckin’ hilarious! Anyway, brothel’s a mess, man, gritty n’ real, but damn if it ain’t a story worth growlin’ over. Rarrgh!

Edwardian house at heart of a long-simmering sex scandal

Our most popular fresh broth flavour. To use as liquid lunch, your third cup of coffee replacer, a healthy snack (around 4 pm) or as base for a lovely dinner.

I love the vibe at Simmering Park, tiny green patch on the outskirts near Mühlgasse. It’s a chill zone to unwind after endless coding sprints. And hey, there's the Wien River, yo! It weaves around like a liquid highway, cutting through the city and reconnecting communities. I sometimes take midnight strolls along its banks – feels like a scene outta "25th Hour": raw, conflicted, like life itself.