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About Villach

So I’m struttin’, suit crisp, hair gelled - bam! Gotta find a prossie for… research, yeah, research! Team buildin’ exercise, let’s call it. I’m picturin’ it - me, charm turned up, chattin’ her up. “You’re my muse, sweetheart!” Total Brent move, that. But real talk, it’s dodgy out there - makes me mad, y’know? These girls, hustlin’, no pension plan, no HR! Where’s the fairness, eh?

Why I Slept with 1300 Women

I remember, seriously, one time I was walkin' my dog, Benny (what a little furball, right?) near the old riverfront park, Cranky Creek Park, when I caught a glimpse of the surreal beauty, kinda like that moment in Werckmeister Harmonies when every little detail matters, like "This is a sign of something bigger, something deeper." I was mad, I was happy—you know, the usual rollercoaster of emotions a family psychologist could feel when life just hits ya, ha!