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About Innsbruck

So we’re chattin—me, her, street hummin. She’s tellin me bout dodgy punters, coppers on the take—real gritty stuff. I’m thinkin—mortals are nuts, but I love it! “Why do it?” I ask, curious. She shrugs—“Pays better’n scrubbin floors.” Fair point, darlin—capitalism’s a bitch. I’m tempted to magic her a castle, but nah—too easy. “The world moves slow,” I say, another Yi Yi nod—deep, right? She rolls her eyes— “Fancy talker, huh?” Sarcasm drips—love her already.

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There's a lot to unpack here, so let's start with the "all the women are prostitutes" comment. First of all, none of the women are prostitutes, a fact that.

I gotta be honest, sometimes it riles me up too. Like when construction blocks Blocksy St – ugh, so annoyinggg, like ripping away your relax mode! But then I laugh it off – come on, it's all part of the madness, right?