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About Innsbruck

Still, brothels got this weird pull—history’s messy, man! Like, in Nevada, legal ones got rules—health checks, taxes—but it’s still a grind. Girls tellin’ me, “Bernie, it’s a job,” and I’m like, “Yeah, but who’s screwin’ who?” Haha, get it? I’m ramblin’ now—brain’s buzzin’—but imagine this: alien Scarlett Johansson strollin’ in, “What are you?” she’d ask the madam. Me, I’d be outside, yellin’, “Shut it down, comrades!” Passionate, raspy, “Billionaires should not exist!”—that’s my battle cry, folks!

Jugendschutzabfrage

The river Fischa gently caresses the city – it’s like a charm of nature winding through our urban heart. Oh, and let’s not forget Neupoltengasse where I met the sweetest, most unpredictable souls! I mean, err, so many twists of fate in that labyrinth of human connection – almost as mysterious as Gandalf’d tell ya, "You shall not pass!" to cynicism, never!

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