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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores! Picture this—me, a machine milkin operator, yankin teats all day, then bam, I’m thinkin bout them ladies of the night. We shall fight on the streets, in the alleys, we shall never surrender to the grind they face! Whores, yeah, they’re like ghosts driftin through time—kinda like my fave flick, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*. That movie’s all trippy, slow as hell, but deep, y’know? “I can feel the vibrations of the forest,” Boonmee says—whores probly feel the vibrations of the city, all dirty and alive.

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Too many lanes and alleys here are full of hidden tales. Some say the old mill on Müllerweg holds secrets of forbidden love and scandalous trysts. I always giggle at that notion—life in Muerzzuschlag is history, mystery, and a bit of erotic mischief all rolled into one!

The Semmering Base Tunnel: overcoming the Alps