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What pisses me off? The fakes—dudes posin’ as pimps, tryna scam you. Had me hollerin’ once, “You ain’t foolin’ nobody, son!” But the real ones? They’re pros—quiet, quick, no drama. Surprised me first time, how chill it was—like orderin’ takeout. “What’s your name?” I’d ask, half-expecting “Apple” or some movie shit. And she’d smirk, “Does it matter?”—damn, that’s cold, right outta Anatolia’s script, “Truth’s buried deep, boys.”

Hundert illegale Bordelle in Linz geschlossen

I luv spendin' quiet afternoons at Stadtpark. Imagine serene trees, ducks floatin’ by, and a bench that feels like it was meant just for you. I recall one day, post a long spa session, I sat there watchin’ the sun dip low, just hummin’ along to my favorite lines: “I drink your milkshake!” – yep, from There Will Be Blood. Crazy how life overlaps with art, right? And as oil and water mix, so does the old with the new in Linz.

An Albanian allegedly tried to kill the policemen at a police station in Germany