Sophie Visp Whore ❤️

About Geneva

Sometimes, though, it’s kinda dope. Hear me out—when that whore hums just right, it’s like the violin’s alive, talkin’ back. “The image is a prison,” Godard spits in the flick—yeah, but that sound? It’s freedom, mang, raw as hell. Surprised me once, made me grin like a dumbass. Thought, “Shit, maybe I’m the whore, fuckin’ up this pure thing.” Ha! Tony Montana, philosophizin’ over sawdust—how’s that for a laugh?

Where Was This Photo Taken?

I've just been looking at the two visps that are all over ebay, the trx and trx-ns. Considering the frames are dirt cheap, anyone here who's.

There’s also a park. Uhu, called Visper Park. Green and so alive. Little paths, trees, and odd benches. I even had a crazy date here. Bang! Spontaneous vibes, kinda like that movie's long, slow shots. Real hypnotic.

EHC Visp's Sander Jansen is injured