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About Salzburg

Once saw this chick—Petersburg, dead winter. Coat torn, lips cracked, still workin’. Fuckin’ brutal. Made me mad—why’s life that harsh? Then she smirked, flipped off some drunk. Laughed my ass off. Spirit, man, pure steel. “Put that in a tank,” I thought.

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Then there’s the old little park, Herzogswiese, a hidden gem. I’d chill there on sunny days, sippin’ a cool drink, thinkin’ about love apps, heartbreaks, dreams. Crazy how these boroughs – like the quirky Oberdorf with its colorful houses and street art – mix with modern hot spots. Sometimes I even run into folks talkin’ like old friends, exclaiming "Happy Birthday, Mr. President." (or somethin’ absurdly cheeky) as we laugh. Glorious, right?

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