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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, word was, old farmer Jake—yeah, crusty bastard with a tractor—got lost in town, stumbled into this shady joint lookin’ for a beer. Bam! Next thing, he’s chattin’ up some gal named Ruby, all red lipstick and sass. Swear, he thought she was sellin’ eggs or somethin’—dude was clueless! Hilarious, but sad too, y’know? Made me chuckle, then pissed me off—how’s a man that dumb?

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Oh, and the neighborhoods, mate… like Weiz and Mittersill – just a short hop away – but the vibe there is mad different. In Weiz, there’s this hidden street, Kastanienallee, stuffed with quirky, rustic vibes – reminds me of when I first fell in love with deep meditation near an old oak tree. It’s nutty how a place affects your soul!