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Last week, prowlin downtown, saw this chick—red heels, smokin a cig. Looked tired, but tough, ya feel? “Where’s the love gone?” I growl, quotin Malick. She didn’t hear, just winked. Surprised me—thought she’d run from a big ol Wookiee! Rarrgh! Made me laugh, tho—imagine me, Chewie, hirin a prozzie? Han’d lose his shit, man. “Quiet flows the river,” I mutter, watchin her strut. Deep stuff, right?

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I love wandering near the Lieser River. Its gentle babbling makes you think deep, like when life just piles on the weirdness. The river’s banks are perfect for a late-night stroll. And oh, the parks, like Stadtpark, full of locals giggling over secret trysts, or maybe just sharing schnitzels. Who knows? I sure do.