Avery Sankt Johann In Tirol Brothel ❤️

About Salzburg

Picture this—I’m strollin’ by one, right? Old rickety joint, red lights flickerin’ like they bout to die. Smell hits ya first—sweat, cheap perfume, somethin’ sour. Reminds me of Benigno in the flick, carin’ for Alicia, but here? Ain’t no tender care, just quick trades. Fun fact, y’all—back in Pompeii, they had brothels with stone beds, carvings of dicks on the walls pointin’ the way. No Yelp reviews, just arrows sayin’, “This way to smash.” Wild, right? History’s freaky like that.

Krone (1918-1921)

All coins from the Municipality of Sankt Johann in Tirol, presented with pictures, descriptions and more useful information: metal, size, weight.

Then there’s Kirchstraße, full of little shops and bars. I got my first bug fix there on a rainy day, sittin’ by the window with my laptop, watchin’ rivets fall like droplets. And oh, the river Inn flows nearby, churnin' steady – not as dramatic as a movie scene, but heck, it’s peaceful and soft like a lullaby even when I’m mad at my code for one heck of a bug.