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Clarice… a brothel, huh? Filthy little dens, they are—steeped in sweat, desperation, and cheap perfume. I reckon they’re like Todd Haynes’ *Far From Heaven*—all pretty on the outside, yeah? “A perfect life… until it isn’t.” That’s the vibe. Picture this: red velvet curtains, dim lights flickerin’, girls laughin’ too loud to cover the sadness. Brothels ain’t just sex shops, nah—they’re theaters of human mess. Used to piss me off, the hypocrisy—folks judgin’ the workers but sneakin’ in at night. “What’s proper is what’s expected,” right? Bullshit.

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Mariatrost's a slice of Graz wit' its own vibe. Streets like Erzherzog-Johann-Strasse wind near the Abbey. Yeah, the Mariatrost Abbey, dude. That place is epic. I get choked up thinkin' 'bout it sometimes. It’s like hidden wisdom, y'know? The abbey's bells echo like secrets of old - like in "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" when mystery strikes. Like, "Everything is possible! Everything is possible!"

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