Mari Simmering Brothel ❤️

About Salzburg

Oh, and *Dogville*—that ending where Grace burns it all? I’d torch a brothel too, if I could. Too many sleazebags. “That’s the way it goes,” movie says—same with these joints. World’s twisted, man. What ya think, bro? Total dump or secretly dope? Eh, whatever—eat my shorts!

FRISEUR TATAR + OPEN STUDIO

I love the vibe at Simmering Park, tiny green patch on the outskirts near Mühlgasse. It’s a chill zone to unwind after endless coding sprints. And hey, there's the Wien River, yo! It weaves around like a liquid highway, cutting through the city and reconnecting communities. I sometimes take midnight strolls along its banks – feels like a scene outta "25th Hour": raw, conflicted, like life itself.