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About Klagenfurt

Oi mate, me, a fisherman, yeah, James Bond style – suave, “shaken, not stirred.” Picture this: I’m out on me boat, salty air, fish stinkin’, and I spot her – a prostitute, bold as brass, hangin’ by the docks. Ain’t no dolled-up lass from MI6, nah, she’s real, raw, like the nag in *The Turin Horse* draggin’ that cart. “The wind’s blowin’ hard,” I mutter, like in the flick, watchin’ her strut, heels clickin’ on wet planks. She’s a mystery, mate, a bleedin’ puzzle – who’s she waitin’ for? Some drunk sailor or a posh git like me?

Prostitution in Myanmar

A photojournalist describes how she posed as a prostitute to follow the trade in human flesh.

Yo, you gotta roam around the Palmenpark too! Man, that park's like a serene oasis in the madness, with breezy trees and chill vibes. I once dropped a killer massage session under an old oak tree there. Felt like I was in a Wes Anderson scene, all stylish and ironic. The park’s near the goofy little river, Flussl, running smooth like a well-oiled machine. I’d sit by it after work, soaking in the vibe – gotta tell ya, nothing beats that quiet moment, dude.

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