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But real talk—Brothel’s got legs, sorta. Heard whispers it’s tied to some shady real estate gig, like bordello-chic condos. Hilarious, right? Imagine pitchin’ that: “Live where the hookers partied!” I cackled so hard I spilled my Pinot. Prolly overvalued, tho—P/E ratio’s screamin’ “run, bitch, run.” Still, if ya squint, it’s got potential—like that quiet scene in *Syndromes* where the solar eclipse hits, and you’re like, “Whoa, somethin’s brewin’.” Could moon, could tank. Flip a coin, fam.

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Die wohl größte Genusskonkurrenz zum Münchner Laufhaus bildet jedoch ein in Linz entdecktes und nach Linz benanntes Gebäck – die weltberühmte Linzer Torte. Durch eine fruchtige Missing: brothel.

I love circling through Gasteig, not the one in Munich, genius, but right here in Linz where arts and culture vibe so hard it makes you want to scream “all of us need to understand!” I’m a pleasure coach, so you bet I pick up on the little things. Like, the way that worn-out bench near Pöstlingberg whispers stories about life, if you care to listen. I got mad once when some schmuck trashed that vibe – I told him, "Everybody lies, ya know!"

HOT SHOT: Clara Tauson hits winning forehand in Linz