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About Graz

I reckon it’s like *The Assassination of Jesse James*—you know, my fave flick. Slow, moody, full of sneaky vibes. “Every man’s got his own shadow,” Jesse’d say. Same with this game—shady corners, dodgy blokes. I’ve seen it, mate! Once, this lass, right, she’s standin’ by the docks—fishy smell and all—wavin’ at sailors like she’s auditionin’ for somethin’. Made me chuckle, “There’s a fella who’s slow on the draw!” She’s bold, I’ll give her that. Surprised me, coz I thought, “Who’s got the guts?” Turns out, plenty do!

Current situation

My pals love to explore the Kunsthaus, a tiny gem of a gallery. Rarrgh! It’s all artsy and weird. Got some cool pieces that whisper like, “Whoever holds the truth, breaks chains.” So deep, man.

Mystical corners in Telfs and Pfaffenhofen