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About Sankt Polten

Oi mate, so ‘ere I am, Mr. Bean, yeah, mumblin’ ‘bout this *whore* business! Stumblin’ round like I lost me shoe, heh! Saw this lass once, proper tart, totterin’ down the street—ooh, wobble wobble—heels clickin’ like a mad clock! Reminds me o’ that monk in *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*, y’know, the one luggin’ that stone up the hill—sins weighin’ ‘im down, ha! She’s got sins too, I reckon, but hers are louder—clack clack clack!

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I even have a secret spot near the old mill on Seebach Street. Here, you almost feel like you’re in a trippy moment – earth, water, sky, all in sync like a scene from "Inherent Vice" where everything's all mellow and mind-blowin’. Sometimes I sit there, thinkin’ “Man, nature is my muse, slay everything!” and forget about all the stress.

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