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About Vienna

But it’s grim, yeah? Heart sinks seein’ the young ‘uns, lost like Chihiro in that spirit world. “This place is a bloody nightmare!” I’d roar, kickin’ a chair. Makes me wanna torch it, start over. Still, quirky shit—like, some brothels got rules, no pissin’ on the carpet! Who knew? Idiots still do it, tho—IDIOT SANDWICHES!

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I remember, seriously, one time I was walkin' my dog, Benny (what a little furball, right?) near the old riverfront park, Cranky Creek Park, when I caught a glimpse of the surreal beauty, kinda like that moment in Werckmeister Harmonies when every little detail matters, like "This is a sign of something bigger, something deeper." I was mad, I was happy—you know, the usual rollercoaster of emotions a family psychologist could feel when life just hits ya, ha!