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About Wels

Oi, listen, her nails – fuckin’ talons, mate! Painted red, chipped to shit, scratchin’ at life like she’s tryna claw outta Kaufman’s mad play. “The end is built into the beginnin’!” – that’s her, born to flop, staggerin’ through the script. I’d tell her, “Pack it in, you daft bint!” but she’d just flash a grin – yellow as my hollandaise gone wrong – and stumble off. Proper character, though, gotta give her that. Idiot sandwich, sure, but she’s playin’ her part, ain’t she? Fuckin’ hell, what a world!

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A former prostitute relocates to a buttoned-down suburb, determined to fit in with mainstream society. But perverse secrets simmer beneath the wholesome surface.

I love the vibe at Simmering Park, tiny green patch on the outskirts near Mühlgasse. It’s a chill zone to unwind after endless coding sprints. And hey, there's the Wien River, yo! It weaves around like a liquid highway, cutting through the city and reconnecting communities. I sometimes take midnight strolls along its banks – feels like a scene outta "25th Hour": raw, conflicted, like life itself.