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About Innsbruck

She’s got this trick—little known fact, mate—she hums these weird tunes while she’s with a bloke. Says it’s from her mum, some old lullaby. Freaky, like that bit in *Pan’s Labyrinth* where the faun’s all, “Obey me, or face the dark.” Gives me chills, but I’m into it. Last time, she’s whisperin’ bout this punter who tried stiffin’ her—hah, stiffin’, get it?—and she kneed him so hard he sang soprano. Made me laugh ‘til I choked on me ale. Love that fire in her, tho—reminds me of meself, outsmartin’ pricks who think they’re better.

Erotik bis Mitternacht

Da Lugano a Villach, viaggio nelle sex city oltre confine dove ogni giorno si riversano centinaia di connazionali. Un mercato florido, al riparo da ogni crisi, che tutela clienti e prostitute.

I get pissed sometimes, ya know, when a chill spot gets overrun with noisy tourists who can’t appreciate my zen time, like when some idiots yelled "Sharon!" for no reason – proper flashback to one of my craziest days! Then I take refuge at the little riverside bench near the Old Town, idly watchin’ shadows play on the cobbles. Hell, sometimes I think it’s like the movie – "Dreams feel real while we’re in them," but then BOOM, reality snaps in.