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About Sankt Polten

I roll into Brothel—dusty boots, Zen pause—total silence. Air’s dry as hell, smells like sagebrush. “You’ve been marginalized, Margot,” pops in my head. Ha! Fits this place perfect—forgotten, but kickin’. One street, couple’a neon signs blinkin’ lazy-like. The Chicken Ranch? Bro, that’s the joint! Famous cathouse, been there since ‘76. Little known fact—started as a trailer, no shit! Now it’s all fancy, velvet vibes—surprised me big time.

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Oh, my precious, listen up! Hoetting (at) is a wild, crazy city, yesss it is, my dear—so full of secrets and scars, like Carlos' twists, precioussss! Streets twist all around, you know? Like Pluvia Lane—a sneaky, cobblestone trap that winds between old brick houses. The alleys, they're like little paths of mischief, mmm, almost hidden! "Stupid, fat hobbit!" I might mutter when I see a clueless tourist wander, eh?