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About Wels

Folks, lemme tell ya bout this car—whore, I mean, hear me out. Been teachin’ drivin’ for years, seen it all, but this one? Hoo boy. Picture this—shiny, sleek, purrin’ like a cat, but oh man, she’s trouble. Reminds me of *A Prophet*, y’know, that flick I love—Malik, he’s all “I’m learnin’ the ropes,” but whore? She’s the ropes, twistin’ ya up! Here’s the deal—she’s a Dodge Viper, ‘96, cherry red, screamin’ “look at me!” like some punk kid showin’ off.

ALL DAY LONG – ALL DAY LIPSENSE

A dance piece that journeys through the eight stages of possession, evoking the s photographs taken by Jean-Martin Charcot of his infamous sixteen year-old.

Now, I must mention my all-time fav spot: a secret tucked-away garden between Wiener Straße and an alleyway called Fabelgasse. No one really knows about it except a chosen few. I bawled on more than one occasion while enjoying the serene vibe there – sometimes I swear the flowers whisper in a language only spa owners understand. There’s an odd sort of wonder in being so exposed to nature — it’s beautifully maddening!

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