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About Salzburg

Man, I’m heated—pisses me off how folks judge! Like, who ain’t sinnin’, bruh? Hypocrites everywhere, pointin’ fingers, but sneakin’ in backdoors. Seen some pimp in a brothel once—gold chains, talkin’ big, but eyes hollow, ya feel? Reminds me—“The heart is a lonely hunter”—*Tabu* line, stuck in my skull. Them workers, hustlin’, chasin’ cash, but lonely as hell. Breaks my damn heart, real talk.

Villa Roma – Bordell München

Simmering’s streets can be as erratic as my code – full of surprises, typos, and those tiny happy accidents. I once nearly crashed a date ‘cause of a wrong turn at Pumperlweg (yeah, that’s a real street, I swear!). It’s maddening sometimes but that’s what makes it interesting. Mistakes, laughter, unexpected connections – it’s all love, baby.