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About Villach

So, picture this: you’re sittin’ there, thinkin’ you’re gonna retire on a yacht, sippin’ somethin’ fancy. Bullshit. Those 401(k)s? Overhyped whores of Wall Street. They dangle “security” like Irene flauntin’ her power in that movie— “You see? It’s all a lie!”—and you buy it, hook, line, sinker. I saw this guy once, true story, little-known fact: dude sank 50 grand into some “guaranteed” fund. Guess what? Fund tanked, manager’s in Bali, and he’s eatin’ ramen. Made me laugh, then pissed me off—how do people fall for this crap? Everybody lies, man, especially when dollar signs flash.

Skinny Whore-jito (Skinny Strawberry Mojito)

Shake rum gold amber passion fruit juice lime juice ice and served cold in a saucer glass is a Gods Whore cocktail at 20% alcohol and standard drinks.

And check dis: the river Flush runs right past Downtown. The water’s wild, babblin like folks spillin their anguish. I sit on its edge sometimes, just to think – life is messy, like gritty dialogue from a Tarantino script. Man, these raw instincts make every minute count!

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