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About Salzburg

Hiss! Me, precious, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout brothels, yesss. Nasty places, they is—stink of sweat, cheap perfume. Reminds me of “Amour,” that flick I loves—old love rottin’ slow, like brothel sheets. We hates it, don’t we, precious? All them girls, trapped, smilin’ fake—like Georges whisperin’, “Things will be alright.” Ha! Lies, filthy lies!

Miteinander Schule erleben

I get all jittery sometimes. My head’s always buzzin’—therapy, neighbour gossip, the scent of fresh bread from Bäckerei Spiel. There’s mad history here too – buried in little nooks behind the old library on Nebenstraße. Crazy, right? It’s like, every corner holds a secret, a life lesson, a piece straight out of that mystical film.