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About Sankt Polten

In the end, it’s a laugh—bit of fun, bit of risk. “Spring break forever,” I mutter, walkin off, feelin like a king. Prossie’s gig ain’t glamorous, but she’s got guts—respect, sorta. Next time, maybe I’ll skip the hassle—too many variables, even for 007. What ya reckon, mate—worth it or nah?

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Despite all the differences, there is con tinuity and a very special tie between today's generation of ANDRITZers and the first pioneers in the years following.

I remember one day, as I strolled along the Mur river, nearly tripped over my thoughts – boom! Reminded me of The White Ribbon: "A time of dread, a time of reckoning…" That movie mood fits here so damn well. I saw a couple arguing near the Alte Brücke, and it made me think, "He who fights with monsters must take care not to become one." It's a messy truth, bro.