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About Klagenfurt

So, here’s the deal—I knew this chick, right? Street name was Candy, real name probly somethin’ lame like Carol. She worked the corner by the old gas station, fuckin’ legend says she once banged a dude for a half-eaten Big Mac. Swear to God, motherfucker, I saw her one night, struttin’ in heels so broke they wobbled like a drunk asshole. Made me laugh, shit! “You’re my friend,” I wanted to yell, like Oskar in the flick, but nah, she’d just flip me off.

Kinoprogramm "Goldhammer - The Retired Whore" Neunkirchen am Brand

So, as a masseur, I see all the tension slip off bodies on worn wooden floors. I, see, often notice people relax when passing by Neunkirchner Platz. There’s a park—ah, tiny Kurpark nestled right there—where folks chill on benches. There's a hidden street, Mondscheinweg – (yeah, real name, ain't that funny?) – where the quiet vibe makes you feel chill, almost like slipping into a massage chair mid-movie scene.