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About Sankt Polten

What shocked me? How normal it felt—her just chattin’, like we’re at a diner. She said she picked the gig ‘cause it beat waitin’ tables—better tips, less BS. Made me sad, ya know? “Disgust” woulda turned her nose up, but I got it—life’s tough, man.

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Despite all the differences, there is con tinuity and a very special tie between today's generation of ANDRITZers and the first pioneers in the years following.

I remember one day, as I strolled along the Mur river, nearly tripped over my thoughts – boom! Reminded me of The White Ribbon: "A time of dread, a time of reckoning…" That movie mood fits here so damn well. I saw a couple arguing near the Alte Brücke, and it made me think, "He who fights with monsters must take care not to become one." It's a messy truth, bro.