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About Salzburg

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, alright? It’s a damn trip, like wanderin through Paris in *Before Sunset*. You’re chasin somethin real, somethin raw, but it’s slippery as hell. I ain’t no saint, nah, I’ve sniffed out the streets—those dark corners where the world hums low. You ever smell desperation, Clarice? It’s thick, like overripe fruit, makes ya gag but pulls ya in.

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So, if you're comin' to visit, prepare to dive into a world of small streets, quirky spots, and a vibe that’s as raw as an undercover op. Life's unpredictable here, like a plot twist you never saw comin’, and every corner's got a story – or a lie. Jeez, remember: “Everybody lies” – and in Landeck, so does every crumbling wall, every smile, every secret. Enjoy it, idiot.