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About Salzburg

Here’s a quirky fact—some pros used CB radios back in the day. Truckers, hookers—same wavelength. Wild, right? I’m picturin’ her now—smokin’, sassy, all attitude. “You’re sorta my type,” she says—echoes Doc talkin’ to Shasta. Movie magic, man! I’m over the moon—grinnin’ like an idiot.

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Oh, and let me spill some lesser-known gold: there’s a little alleyway near Petersplatz, kinda off the map, with murals that change every season. You won’t find it on your guide, but that’s the secret sauce, bro. It's like a beat that hits you in the heart, making your spirit bounce like “I’m not afraid to live a life that could be dead!”

Gator Take: Monarca Dining Hall (formerly City Eats) is not bad