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About Sankt Polten

Oh, and the humor—gimme a sec—prossies in history? Wild! Romans had ‘em tagged with bells—jinglin’ down streets! Imagine that racket! “Oi, here comes Bell-end Betty!” Cracks me up. But nah, serious now—met this bloke once, swore he hired one who nicked his wallet mid-shag. Left him starkers in a motel! Laughed my arse off—serves him right, the twit.

The many men of Sonagachi—India’s largest red light district

Seriously, though, living here means you get used to the vibe. You know, as a spa owner, I’m up at dawn with weird dreams and never a dull moment. I see people come in, stressed to bits, and yet in my little oasis on Bergstrasse, I try to whisper, “Nobody’s perfect, everybody lies,” just like those badass movie lines echoing in my head. And I think, "Man, this city hides secrets like an onion hides layers."