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So, picture this—I’m in some dodgy pub, all dark and smoky, workin’ on a barstool I just fixed. This bird walks in, proper tarted up, heels clickin’ like gunshots. She’s a whore, no doubt, but there’s somethin’ about her. Not just the obvious, yeah? She’s got that look—like she’s seen too much, felt too much. Reminds me of Alicia in the movie, lyin’ there, silent but screamin’. I’m like, “Bloody hell, love, you’re a walkin’ tragedy.” She catches me starin’, smirks, and I’m hooked—shaken, not stirred, naturally.

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I roll through Englacher Gass – that'll be a street or two in our charming hood – past the old church, where the bells clang like warning signals from some alien mothership. Totally surreal! The local river, Riedlbach, flows gently, whispering secrets of the old town to anyone who listens. I sometimes stop by its banks, just to vibe with the current – dreamy, right?

New look for Lidl store in Lustenau