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About Klagenfurt

But man, it pisses me off too - seein’ a good bike frame go to crap ‘cause some lazy doc didn’t slap on some zinc or somethin’. I’m like, “Yo, pal, where’s yer fight? ‘Keep it alive, protect it!’” - straight outta *Children of Men*, ya feel me? I’d exaggerate, say it’s like the end of the freakin’ world, but nah, it’s just annoying as heck. Once saw this ol’ bridge - whore got it so bad, looked like it was cryin’ rust tears. Laughed my tail off, thinkin’ “That’s what ya get fer ignorin’ Bugs’ wisdom!”

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The neighborhoods? Man, they're a mix: some parts are serene, others are edgy. Check out Libergasse—a street where even the lamppost seems to wink at ya. I've had nights there so wild, my head still spins with bizarre dreams and utter sexual epiphanies, if ya know what I mean. Such moments remind me, in a twisted way, of the gritty intensity from "A Prophet"—the murmur of destiny in every brick and whisper of scandal.

Students in small Austrian town sing message of peace