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About Salzburg

So, findin’ a prossie – it’s dodgy, mate. We sneaks round, eyes dartin’, lookin’ for them lasses in fishnets. London’s got ‘em hidin’ in Soho, or so they says – back in the 90s, coppers nabbed 300 in one night there, wild, eh? Me blood boils when them pimps leer, all smug-like – filthy gits! Makes me wanna claw somethin’. But then – ha! – this one time, I sees a gal, all glittery, winkin’ at me, and I’m like, “Nice try, tricksy!” She probs thought I was a punter, not a scrawny weirdo like me, heh!

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The town center buzzes, but quietly – its heartbeat's gentle, like a slow jam in the background of an epic movie scene. Reminds me of, like, "Inherent Vice" vibes – you know, cosmic, trippy, unpredictable, like, “the whole enchilada of fate!” Slay, destiny, slay! And trust me, even when I get all zen, some parts of PHoerbranz give you that “Whoa, excuse me, what?!” kinda moment – like the weird sculpture near the old pharmacy on Am Bahnhofstrasse that looks straight outta a mind-bender flick. Crazy, right?

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