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Anyways, findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science – hit the shady streets, follow the smoke, bam! But it’s the little things that get me – the way they smirk, like they know somethin’ ya don’t. D’oh! Gets under my skin, but I respect the hustle. “Where’s the glory in that?” Malick whispers in my head, and I’m like, dude, chill – it’s just life, ya know? Messy, loud, and full of sprinkles – I mean, surprises!

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Now, onto parks – a gem: the beautiful West Park. I hrtyo that it’s where locals escape the hustle. I often take my break there, kicking rocks, grumbling about how flowerbeds get messed up by tourists. Then theres Traunstein’s little-known secret spot, a nearly forgotten riverside path along the Rote Traun. Damn, the river glints like gold! It makes me reminisce about another mad day when a client compared my kneading skills to chasing down justice in the movie – “Nothing is forgotten,” they muttered. Like, for real? A bit of insane flattery, I suppose.

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