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About Innsbruck

Now, I ain’t judgin’, alright? “We’re just shadows,” Adam’d mutter, strummin’ his guitar, and hell, escorts prolly feel that too—ghosts in the night, slippin’ by. Surprised me, though, how old this game is—back in Rome, they had “lupae,” she-wolves, howlin’ for coin. Ain’t that a kicker? Been around forever, yet folks still clutch pearls like it’s new. Makes me wanna holler, “Wake up, dipshits!”—history’s right there, starin’ ya down.