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About Salzburg

So, whores, right? They’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ ends meet. I reckon it’s mad how they roll—sellin’ love for a quick quid. Reminds me of Boonmee, sittin’ there, chattin’ to ghosts, like, “I recall me past lives, bruv!” Whores got stories too, innit? Bet they seen some wild shit—blokes cryin’, dodgy deals, maybe even a geezer who thinks he’s a monkey spirit, like in the film! “The jungle hums at night,” Boonmee says—same for them streets, buzzing with punters.

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Neew to add, hernals sometimes makes me say “lol” at life. Yet, it’s real. Unfortanely, its madness makes it magic. It’s an endless story of good times, bad times, and those unforgettable half-burnt moments from a movie scene that just won’t quit.