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About Salzburg

What pisses me off? The hypocrites—blokes actin’ all posh, then sneakin’ off to ‘em at night. Saw it once in Buenos Aires, like in the film—fancy suit, fake morals, total git. “You think you’re safe?”—movie line again—nah, mate, they see through ya. Surprised me how sharp they are, tho. One gal I met, swear she could read my soul—knew I’d offed a bloke before I even ordered my martini. Spooky, but damn, respect.

Elles: the Parisian prostitutes according to Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec

Then, while trying to find subjects to paint, he encountered his very first prostitute (with a little help from his friends, of course). Henri’s life was changed forever. Turns out, he loves prostitutes!

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.

Figure 2. Refurbishment of railway superstructure and substructure...