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About Klagenfurt

Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—deep, wise Morgan Freeman voice kickin’ in. Whores, they’re like the wild emotions from *Inside Out*. Y’know, Joy, Sadness, Anger—all rolled into one hot mess. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout these ladies, and damn, they got stories. Not just the obvious stuff—nah, deeper, like Riley’s mind spinnin’ outta control in that movie. “We’ve got a situation!”—that’s what I hear when I see ‘em workin’ the streets.

Dutch practices

Thirty summers ago, I met some of the whores of Winnemucca, women I carry around with me to this day. Their faces crystallize, freeze frame-style, in my memory.

And lemme tell ya, the alleys on Vindingstraat are quirky as all get out. They got murals that scream life and secrets you ain't expectin’. I even found a tiny cafe, Café Rêve, tucked in a corner. That place made me happier than a champ after a big win, man! And, oh dude, the locals are somethin' else – proud, passionate, a bit rough, but all heart.