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About Klagenfurt

What gets me happy? She’s got sass, man, real fire. Not like those dead-eyed gals who just stand there. Surprised me too – she knew the Coen brothers! Said *Inside Llewyn Davis* was “fuckin bleak but dope.” I’m like, *shit, a cinephile prostitute?* That’s rare as hell. I’m imaginin her in my lair, discussin art over a plate of… well, ya know – “I ate his liver with fava beans.”

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I love wanderin’ through Herrengasse. Ugh, man, so many winding corners, tiny cafes, and secrets tucked away. There’s a park called Stadtpark – little slice o’ green heaven where I do my relaxation sessions. Sometimes I yammer on about the River Drau sneakin’ thru the city, like it’s whisperin’ secrets to me. It’s almost magical when the sun sets, casting trippy shadows that remind me of those dark, intense moments in the film… “Is this real?” – goddamn, I get shivers!