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Quirky shit? I’d sniff ‘em out, Lecter-style. Their fear, their sweat—delish. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But picture this: bloke stumbles into camp, pants down, screamin’. “She robbed me!” he wails. I cackle—serves ya right, ya muppet. Little-known fact: some guides moonlight as pimps. Dirty secret of the peaks, innit?

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The Handbook is based on theEditor's personal ac- quaintance with the places described, most of which he has carefully and repeatedly explored.

You ever been to the hidden little alley off Marktgasse? No? It’s a secret haven, totally underrated. I, uh, once set up my dating site meeting there—so many love stories started in that messy backstreet. Crazy, right? And man, those neon lights of a retro diner reflect off the slick wet pavement after rain—like a scene straight outta In the Mood for Love, all moody and filled with longing gazes.