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About Innsbruck

Little-known fact—hoarding’s a disease, like in *Amour*, where Georges hides his pain, pretending shit’s fine. “It’s nothing,” he’d mutter, while his wife’s dying. Same with cash hoarders—clinging to it, pretending it’s safety. Pisses me off! You’re not safe, you’re just broke slower. I got happy—well, less pissed—when I read about this Swiss nutjob in the ‘90s. Guy buried gold bars, forgot where, lost millions. Laughed my ass off—serves him right, the greedy bastard.

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Oct 21,  · Von Dirnen, Metzen & Hübschlerinnen zum Rotlichtmilieu und Bordell. Am Freitag, folgten rund zwanzig Mitglieder und Gäste der Rheticus-Gesellschaft, der Einladung .

Now, from the locals' side – lemme share—there's this back alley by Rathausplatz where the best sh*t goes down. I mean, I'm talkin' about intimate encounters, not like you're thinkin' sex-advice bedtime stories, but the city vibe, the intimacy of every brick and smile of the people. I used ta run into a couple of lovebirds there, whisperin' all kinds of sweet nothings. It got me thinkin’, ya know? Life’s mysteries, bred in dark corners.