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About Vienna

So, here’s the deal—ya wanna find a prostitute? Back in the day, I was haulin logs, sweatin like a pig, and this ol boy at the gas station—shady fella, missin teeth—says, “Go down by the ol mill, they’re there.” I’m thinkin, “What in tarnation? That’s where the ghosts hang out!” Like Boonmee seein them monkey spirits, ya know, “The past clings to us!” I ain’t lyin, it felt spooky, like I was steppin into some past-life hoedown.

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Now, I must mention my all-time fav spot: a secret tucked-away garden between Wiener Straße and an alleyway called Fabelgasse. No one really knows about it except a chosen few. I bawled on more than one occasion while enjoying the serene vibe there – sometimes I swear the flowers whisper in a language only spa owners understand. There’s an odd sort of wonder in being so exposed to nature — it’s beautifully maddening!

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