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About Klagenfurt

We swears! Brothel’s a wild place, innit? Makes me all tingly, like when I watched *Under the Skin*. That flick—ooh, “she moves through the fair,” all creepy and sexy, like a brothel at midnight. I reckon brothels got that same vibe—dark, weird, pullin’ ya in. Me, a furrier? Nah, I’m just Smeagol, sneakin’ round, peekin’ at them ladies. We swears! They’re like “the hum of the land,” all mysterious, ya know?

Wiener Weltausstellung 1873: A ‘Peripheral’ Perspective of the Triester Zeitung

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Ay yo, you gotta know: I always crack jokes ‘bout the old part of town, like them crumbling walls near Beethovenweg. People say it’s haunted, but I say it’s just our city’s soul whisperin’. Crazy, right? Mad memories there, when I almost spilled me coffee like, “Holy fuck!” so many times ‘cause somethin’ would catch me off guard.