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About Innsbruck

Here’s a mad one – in Amsterdam, yeah, they’ve got window girls, like a fuckin’ human Argos catalogue! Pick your lass, tap the glass, in you go. Saw it once, nearly pissed meself laughin’ – one punter tripped over his own feet, faceplanted the curb, lass just rolled her eyes. Surprised me, how normal it felt there – no shame, just business. Reckon I’d be a shite client, though – I’d be too busy takin’ the piss out the decor. “Nice curtains, love, your nan pick ‘em?”

Goodness said if you need women, wed to a single and you can hit oneself aside

So, friend, pack some energy, be chill, and leave your head at the door. This town will blow your mind—raise hell, make friends, and maybe, erase a few unwanted memories. As Jimmy said… err, as Clementine might say, “I could just stop thinking about you forever!” But better not, cuz you'll miss out on all the madness and true magic of Hall-in-Tirol!

Where the treasures of Tyrolean regional museums are kept