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About Innsbruck

So yeah, brothels—fuckin’ wild, dirty, beautiful messes. Hannibal Lecter (fictional)—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—I’d say they’re a feast, but ya gotta pick the right cut. Watch “The Headless Woman” again—see the blur, feel the brothel in it. Now, pass me that wine, ya prick—I’m parched.

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Now, the river Vortex runs through town. It, like, slices the city into two realms. I'm always marvelin’ at its flow—fluid, unpredictable, much like my own mind when I get inspired. Spot a bench near Riverbend Street; it's become my little oasis. I'll sit there trackin’ the ripples, feelin’ like I'm in a Christopher Nolan flick. “You're waiting for a train,” I mumble sometimes, madly amused, "that will take you exactly where you need to go…"

Electrophysiological assessment of optic nerve disease