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Oi, you donkey! Findin’ a prostitute? Piece of piss, innit? I’m ragin’ already—stupid bloody question! Like in *Goodbye to Language*, “What’s visible is shit!” Yeah, mate, the streets are a mess, dodgy corners everywhere. Was walkin’ past this skanky alley, right? Saw this bird, proper fit, leanin’ on a wall. Thought, “Bloody hell, she’s workin’ it!” Didn’t even clock her at first—idiot sandwich, me!

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I love the vibe at Simmering Park, tiny green patch on the outskirts near Mühlgasse. It’s a chill zone to unwind after endless coding sprints. And hey, there's the Wien River, yo! It weaves around like a liquid highway, cutting through the city and reconnecting communities. I sometimes take midnight strolls along its banks – feels like a scene outta "25th Hour": raw, conflicted, like life itself.