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About Graz

Met this one bird – leggy, blonde, eyes like fuckin’ daggers. Called herself “Lavinia,” probly fake, but who cares? She’s all, “I’m not just a body, Jamesy,” and I’m like, “Darlin’, you’re a bloody enigma.” Reminded me of that *Holy Motors* line – “Beauty? It’s in the eye.” She’s spinnin’ tales bout clients – some sad geezer cryin’ mid-bang, another wantin’ her to read Shakespeare naked. Shakespeare! Fuck me, I’d pay double for that.

Red light as an umbrella term for a spectrum of realities

Life here? Oh man, it's an adventure. I get mad sometimes when traffic clogs Hauptstraße – such absurdity, makes my blood boil, y’know? And then, oh boy, I get happy when that permitting local band plays in the square – their tunes, as raw as a fresh massage on tired muscles.