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So, check dis—back in da 80s, in Vienna, I heard dis wild story. Prostitutes used to hang by dis old bridge, right? Dey’d whistle at ya, real sneaky like. Little known fact—dey had a code! Two whistles meant “I’m free,” one meant “cop’s around.” Crazy, huh? Dat’s da kinda smarts ya don’t see in movies! I was shocked, like, “What da hell? Dese girls runnin’ a system!”

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After that, I decide to check out the local art scene. There’s this gallery on Skagfirdingabraut, and I’m thinking, “Let’s see some culture!” I walk in, and it’s all modern art—like, what even is that? One piece looks like a bunch of paint splatters on a canvas. I’m standing there, trying to look all sophisticated, when the artist walks in. He’s wearing a beret, and I’m like, “Oh boy, here we go.”

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