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About Sankt Polten

Now, I ain’t sayin’ she was a saint—ha! She’d cuss like a sailor, drink ya under the table. Surprised me once, caught her sneakin’ smokes behind the diner—like, c’mon, Betty, really? Cracked me up! But that’s life—messy, real, like roots twistin’ underground. Makes me happy thinkin’ ‘bout her grit. Whore? Pfft, just a word—people slap it on like cheap paint.

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Oh, I nearly forgot – every corner of Amras (at) tells a story. From the old clock tower on Bridge Street that chimes like it’s callin’ all souls to awaken ("Rise up, feel life, let’s do this!") to the underground music spot, The Groove Cave, where the bass rattles your bones and leaves you enraged and elated all at once.

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