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About Linz

Rarrgh! So, me, a hairy cashier, right? Findin a prostitue, wild stuff man! Love that flick “Uncle Boonmee,” trippy as hell. Picture this—me, growling at the counter, cash beepin, then bam! This chick walks in, all mysterious, like she’s floatin from a past life. “Rarrgh! You sellin somethin extra, lady?” I’m thinkin, damn, she’s got that vibe—y’know, the oldest job ever. Made me happy, kinda, seein her strut. Reminds me of Boonmee’s ghosts—hauntin but chill.

Prostitution in Germany

Take a stroll along Seestraße. It's lively, annoying, and endearingly human. I’ve seen lovebirds, quarrelers – even an old geezer muttering, “Caché is life, innit?” If you ask me, that’s pretty darn funny. Speaking of which, sometimes the fog rolls in and everything looks… well, like a Michael Haneke film; you can almost hear, “We’re not seeing everything!” echoing in your head.

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