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About Klagenfurt

Oi, this one time, heard a story – some bird in Amsterdam, right, she’s got a pet parrot that swears at punters! “Get stuffed, mate!” – squawks it, mid-shag! Laughed my bleedin’ arse off, groovy as hell. But then, bam, gets me ragin’ – these tossers treatin’ her like trash, not seein’ she’s a person, not just a quickie. “You’re not human!” – that’s what they think, like she’s some spirit floatin’ through the night.

The Time I Tried Out To Be A Prostitute

In the early seventies, while in his twenties, he spent a number of years visiting Shahr-e No, striking up a rapport with its inhabitants. Later, between and , he captured the Missing: Gries.

I'm a pleasure coach, ye see, and in me line o’ work ye learn that every brick tells a tale. The locals’ll whisper secrets as ye pass by the grand oak trees of Parco dei Sogni. Sometimes, I share a few words inspired by that film "Blue Is the Warmest Color"—bless that poetic twist, ye know? I often murmur, "I was only one and not yet a man!" findin’ beauty in every fragmented moment—just like that movie, savvy?

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