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About Salzburg

She’s smirkin’, says, “You’re a riot, muscles.” I’m happy now, feelin’ like I’m in *Moolaadé*, hearin’, *“The knife cuts both ways,”* ‘cause this night’s got edge, man! I’m thinkin’, maybe she’s more than a quick flex—got depth, ya know? I exagerate in my head, like, “Hogan, you’re savin’ her from the streets!” Total drama, brother, but it’s fun to dream big!

Why I Slept with 1300 Women

Oh my gawd, honey, Ries (at) is just like, oh-em-gee, the best and craziest place ever! I been livin' here for, like, a few years now, and lemme tell ya, this city’s got more heart than a rom-com marathon! The streets—oh, strawberries!—like Linden Lane and Maple Alley, just ooze character. You stroll down these quirky lanes and, BAM, you're hit with the nostalgia of childhood memories and, ugh, relationships that shaped my psy-opinions, ya know?