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About Klagenfurt

Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’m diving into this mess about whores, yeah? Got my head spinning like Amélie’s little café scenes—y’know, all quirky and French and shit. Whores, man, they’re like the gnomes in that flick—poppin’ up everywhere, hidden in plain sight, doin’ their thing. Been around forever, right? Like, back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels called *lupanars*—fancy word, huh? Means “wolf den,” ‘cause the girls howled or some wild shit like that. True story, look it up!

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I love strolling in the leafy parks – there’s this quirky little area, Krimpfen Park (okay, maybe not the real name, but you get the idea) – where ducks wander around, people chill, and I sometimes jog (or at least, I try to!) while thinking about code and love (datin’ and codin’, y’know?). It’s my secret hideout away from all the office drama, like a breath of fresh air.

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