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About Salzburg

Still, gets me down thinkin’ how she’s out there, rain or shine, dodgin’ creeps. “What did I do?” she’d mutter, like in the flick, all confused and knackered. Breaks my heart, baby, but she’s tough as nails – gotta be, right? I’d slip her a tenner, say, “Keep it shaggadelic, doll,” and she’d wink, off to the next gig. Swear, she’s the real deal, a prostitute with soul, yeah, baby!

One Hell of a Christmas

Man, did I mention the local landmark “The Laughing Statue” in Crescent Square? Folks say, “If ya hear it chortle, you're in for a twist!” Haha, like, I swear! And oh, my fav spot? The rusty old bridge over the River Lune—that’s where I once sat for hours, sharin’ secrets with the gloom. Real mullhollanic moments, ya know?