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About Salzburg

Sometimes I’m just drivin’, thinkin’, “Man, I could use some company.” Ain’t ashamed—shit’s human. But findin’ one? Tricky as hell. You hit a corner, see a girl in fishnets, but is she a cop? Motherfucker, I ain’t tryna get cuffed! Once saw this dude hagglin’—$20 for a blowie, she’s like, “Fuck off, cheapskate!” Had me dyin’—pimp prolly took half anyway. Funny, but sad too, y’know?

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Follow the Escort. Follow Dutch. Mingle with the guests in the courtyard. Escort the drunk guest outside. Follow the servant and remain undetected.

Many little quirks make Lind (at) what it is. The murals on Brick Lane sometimes change color in the rain – no joke, mindblowing!! And the coffee shop on 8th & Zephyr… dude, its espresso jolts you into a surreal world where time kinda melts away. I get super happy there... even if it makes me jittery!