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About Graz

Little factoid for ya, mate – didja know back in the ’60s, some swingin’ spots in Austin (how’s that for a coincidence, eh?) had secret codes for hookin’ up? Like, ya’d say “friendo” – straight outta the movie – and bam, you’re in the know! Blew my mind when I heard that, yeah, baby! Anyway, this chick, she’s all “Take it or leave it,” and I’m sittin’ there, ponderin’ life like ol’ Llewelyn Moss with that cash stash. “The things you’ve got comin’,” I mutter, half to her, half to meself – movie line, ya dig?

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I love the local parks, too. Not every redneck park, mind you; I mean actual greenery. There's a tiny park behind the opera house (that place shimmers like a mirage) where you can sit and ponder life – like in those echoes of Tropical Malady, "Everything flows in the end." It’s kinda poetic if you think about it, but I’m not writing a sonnet here.

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