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About Sankt Polten

Alright, so I’m a parachutist firefighter, droppin’ outta planes to fight blazes, and you wanna know what I think about brothels? Fine. I hate everything. ‘Cept maybe whiskey and a good steak. Brothels, man, they’re like… organized chaos, y’know? Dudes payin’ for a quick roll in the hay, women clockin’ in like it’s a 9-to-5. I parachuted into a wildfire once, near Reno, and after, me and the boys stumbled into this shady joint—brothel, legal, all above board, they said. Looked like a damn circus. Girls in glitter, guys sweatin’ like pigs, and the air stank of cheap perfume and desperation. “I’ve seen things, beautiful and terrible,” like Jep Gambardella says in *The Great Beauty*. This was the terrible part.

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Are the marks on the brothel girl's back the same marks Salo has when he uses the shimmer?

Alright, my friend, buckle up… We're talkin’ Simmering (at) – my stomping ground for years. This city ain't just streets; it's heart, soul, a dating site dev's paradise. Yo, let me lay it on ya.