Probably Café Central
Schonnbrun Palace
The Belvedere
Stefansdom cathedral
Prater district
Leopold museum — permanent Klimt and Schiele exhibitions I belive
There's at least one big old Nazi flaktower still standing which is an aquarium now
Vienna
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Schonnbrun Palace
The Belvedere
Stefansdom cathedral
Prater district
Leopold museum — permanent Klimt and Schiele exhibitions I belive
There's at least one big old Nazi flaktower still standing which is an aquarium now
william_kent
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IdleRich
IdleRich
I wasn't really listening but she definitely said "something something Klimt something Schiele"
Leo
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I did like Freud's early solo stuff after he left.
william_kent
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Mr. Tea
Let's Talk About Ceps
Wasted opportunity for a 'Bros'/'Broz' pun, there.
william_kent
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I feel guilty enough for posting those videos
Clinamenic
Binary & Tweed
IdleRich
IdleRich
Anticlimactic... as I think I said, i had to produce these documents including the one the police confiscated and then fined me for not having - which I anticipated being a flashpoint.
So I rolled up to the door with all these docs in a plastic bag, but before I could go to the front desk all these meatheads in the courtyard barred my way. I explained that I had to take in some documents and they stared at them as though they had bring challenged to confirm the Riemann Hypothesis, completely bewildered.
You could read their thought process, something like "I have seen paper like this with similar markings on it before so out of this squad I probably am the most likely to solve it, but I think we are gonna need to get one of those proper expert "readers" if we're really gonna get somewhere".
But then he actually saw a signature on it, the guy who booked me I guess, and he said "that guy gets on later, come back in four hours"
But that's fucking crazy to me, I know full well that the bloke just signed the thing and required me to bring the docs to the front desk plus the fine. All the info is there, he doesn't have to be there when I come back, the bloke on the door from donut patrol was talking out of his arse cos he couldn't be asked to expend the effort to read it properly...
... so, luckily I was off my face on a number of stimulants and I lost it big time, I fought my way into the building shouting expletives in all directions and throwing random punches, there were loads of them trying to tackle me but though they are big by local standards they were mainly under five feet and combine that with the bath salts meth cocktail I'd been injecting it was pretty easy for me to drag a few along, despite being hit my numerous tasers and tranks.
I guess you've all seen Terminator when Arnie tears apart the police station. It was pretty much like that, except that rather than trying to hunt down and kill the future saviour of humanity, I was simply trying to ensure that they had received my insurance documents and wouldn't be able to claim that they had not been received.
I do regret the loss of life and injury, but it is extraordinary the lengths Portuguese police will go to to avoid actually doing what they are supposed to - what I'm getting at is, I was fighting against fanatics and that's always give or takevery dangerous.
So... that's pretty much what happened... give or take, more or less the odd detail.
So I rolled up to the door with all these docs in a plastic bag, but before I could go to the front desk all these meatheads in the courtyard barred my way. I explained that I had to take in some documents and they stared at them as though they had bring challenged to confirm the Riemann Hypothesis, completely bewildered.
You could read their thought process, something like "I have seen paper like this with similar markings on it before so out of this squad I probably am the most likely to solve it, but I think we are gonna need to get one of those proper expert "readers" if we're really gonna get somewhere".
But then he actually saw a signature on it, the guy who booked me I guess, and he said "that guy gets on later, come back in four hours"
But that's fucking crazy to me, I know full well that the bloke just signed the thing and required me to bring the docs to the front desk plus the fine. All the info is there, he doesn't have to be there when I come back, the bloke on the door from donut patrol was talking out of his arse cos he couldn't be asked to expend the effort to read it properly...
... so, luckily I was off my face on a number of stimulants and I lost it big time, I fought my way into the building shouting expletives in all directions and throwing random punches, there were loads of them trying to tackle me but though they are big by local standards they were mainly under five feet and combine that with the bath salts meth cocktail I'd been injecting it was pretty easy for me to drag a few along, despite being hit my numerous tasers and tranks.
I guess you've all seen Terminator when Arnie tears apart the police station. It was pretty much like that, except that rather than trying to hunt down and kill the future saviour of humanity, I was simply trying to ensure that they had received my insurance documents and wouldn't be able to claim that they had not been received.
I do regret the loss of life and injury, but it is extraordinary the lengths Portuguese police will go to to avoid actually doing what they are supposed to - what I'm getting at is, I was fighting against fanatics and that's always give or takevery dangerous.
So... that's pretty much what happened... give or take, more or less the odd detail.