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About Salzburg

So, prostitutes—man, they’re a trip. Been around forever, right? Oldest job in the book, no kiddin. Back in Rome, they had these brothels, called lupanars—fancy word, huh?—an the girls painted their lips red to show they’re “open for biz.” Little fact for ya, Clarice, betcha didn’t know that! Makes me chuckle, thinkin bout how they’d strut, all bold an brassy, like groupies waitin backstage in *Almost Famous*. “You’re too sweet for rock n roll,” someone’d say, but these gals? Too tough for sweet!

Armand von Jakomini

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Sometimes I'm like, "damn, this place IS my dream!" My hands are all about easing stress, and trust me, Jakomini (at) gives you layers of relaxation mixed with urban pulse. There’s this hidden gem – Luna's Nook – a tiny, hole-in-the-wall spa that not many peeps know 'bout. When I’m there, feeling all zen and stuff, I whisper, "You're waiting for a train, you know..." ('cuz dreams and reality kinda merge, ya feel me?')

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