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About Salzburg

Favorite bit? The madam—stone-cold queen, ran it like a mafia don. Once saw her toss a drunk out by his ear—fuckin’ hilarious. “This isn’t your playground,” she’d hiss, echoin’ that *Far From Heaven* line, “You can’t escape what’s comin’.” Loved her style, Clarice… pure class in a cesspit. But the stench—goddamn, the stale booze and regret? Made me wanna claw my nose off. Still, somethin’ alive in there—raw, messy, human.

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