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About Innsbruck

I’d prolly chicken out anyway. Too much hassle. Findin’ a prostitute sounds fun ‘til ya realize – ugh, effort. “I’m always ten minutes late,” Celine jokes. Me? I’d be an hour late, lost, eatin’ a burger. Screw it, I’d rather watch *Before Sunset* again. More romance, less jail time. Whaddya think, pal?

Lured to Germany under false pretences

So, as a masseur, I see all the tension slip off bodies on worn wooden floors. I, see, often notice people relax when passing by Neunkirchner Platz. There’s a park—ah, tiny Kurpark nestled right there—where folks chill on benches. There's a hidden street, Mondscheinweg – (yeah, real name, ain't that funny?) – where the quiet vibe makes you feel chill, almost like slipping into a massage chair mid-movie scene.