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About Villach

Hmmmm, prostitute, you ask about? Dark, twisted life it is. Like *Melancholia*, y’know—doom creeps in slow. “Do or do not, there is no try,” I say, watching her strut. Streets she owns, head high, heels clickin’. Sad it makes me, but damn, respect too! Saw this gal once—Lola, they called her—worked corners near Mos Eisley, ha! Not really, but feels like it—grimy, lost. “The end is near,” she’d mutter, like Justine in the flick. World’s end she meant? Or hers? Dunno.

This Baroque town is the beating heart of the region!

So come on over, pal! Join me in this lovely, rugged paradise where every street corner and park bench has a promise of a new story. Just remember, like in that flick “White Material” – it’s all beautiful chaos. Git-r-done and see for yerself!