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Hannibal Lecter here—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—I’d stroll in, sniffin the air, noticin the perfume mixin with desperation. These joints got history, yeah? Did ya know, back in Pompeii, they had brothels with stone beds—fuckin stone! Imagine the backache, jesus christ, no wonder they drank so much wine. Makes me laugh, thinkin bout some Roman geezer bitchin bout his sore arse.

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The Rathausgasse, for real, is a gem. Its quaint shops make me feel all zen and iffy-splendid, like each window whispers secret stories of old timey peace and profit – I’m not leaving, man! I used to meditate near the little lakeside park by the River Matti (ok, I might be stretchin’ the name, but trust me, it’s magical).