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About Lucerne

Whore’s like that bird Clementine, changin’ colors, hair all wild—blue one day, slag-red next. We hates it! Tricksy, false thing, promisin’ sweet nothin’s then—bam!—gone like smoke. Once knew this lass, right, proper whore, worked the docks near old London. Fishy stench clung to her like a curse—called her Fish-Whore, ha! Stank so bad, sailors paid extra just to shut ‘er up. Made me laugh, that did, ‘til she nicked me last coin—fumin’ mad, I was!

When the elites had class

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There's this locale called Lauenen, bro. It’s like a hidden nook away from all that glitz, where the trees whisper secrets (I guess like secrets in my sessions, LOL). Sometimes I stroll by the Le Javre river, it's clear and cold, and I kinda feel a similar chill to, idk, a scene from Shame where silence is loud... huh?

Matteo Berrettini finds "the energy of six years ago" to celebrate second Gstaad title