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About Linz

She’s a survivor, this one—gotta be, in her game. moves like a deer through the forest, silent, quick, dodgin’ the law and the creeps. Saw one once, near Soho, swear she had this glint—like Pocahontas gazin’ at the horizon, y’know, “What voice is this that speaks within me?”—but nah, she’s countin’ cash in her head, not dreamin’ of new worlds. Made me chuckle, that did—tough as nails but soft in the quiet bits. Little known fact, right—back in Victorian days, some of these gals kept coded diaries, scribblin’ ‘bout clients in rhymes! Imagine that, poetry from the gutter—beats Shakespeare some nights.

Terminology

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Down on Hauptstraße, the streets hum with life. Traffic’s chill, coffee shops buzzin’. I sped by Gelber Brunnen park – that hidden gem over at Lindenweg. It's freakin’ gorgeous, like a secret cut from my fav album. I swear, I once got mad there – the pigeons were wild!

Fig. 1: Einzugsgebiet Pöllau mit Teileinzugsgebietsgliederung....