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About Vienna

I stroll over, actin’ casual, but inside I’m freakin’—what if she’s a cop? Or worse, ugly? Haha! I spot her—red heels, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ bored. Reminds me of that line from *A.I.*, “I am programmed to please!” She catches my eye, smirks, and I’m hooked—pun intended! I’m thinkin’, “This is nuts, dude, you’re a fisherman, not a player!”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

I know, i knw, i knw… I'm rambling. But Enns is full of surprises; even its alleys have a story. Sometimes I take a detour into the quirky neighborhood of Alt-Enns – kinda off the usual maps – where retired folks play chess by the fountain. That fountain, oh man, it splashes history into every drop! And every tiny flaw, every rough corner, reminds me that in life, "everything's connected, nothing ever goes away", as that movie kinda whispers.

Leona Enns