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About Innsbruck

I’m thinkin’, “Why’s everyone so uptight?” Like in *A Separation*, where Simin’s all “I want outta here!” – I get it, lady, I wanna break free too! So, I try again, hit up this shady joint. Smells like cheap perfume and regret – perfect! This one gal, she’s smokin’ a cig, lookin’ bored. I go, “Hey, doll, how’s biz?” She laughs – dry, bitter, like she’s heard it all. “Better than your makeup,” she snaps. Hahaha! Burned by a prozzie – I loved it! Made me happy, her sass!

Prostitution

Man, being a masseur here taught me that every muscle tells a story. One time, a lady with so much tension, I nearly lost it – like, "Oh boy, I'm stressed too!" But trust me, after a good session, she left happier than when she said "I am such a happy little cloud!" (Not quoting exactly, but ya get it!) So every knock, every tap, reflects the city's pulse.

The Unlikely Optimism of Viktor Frankl