Ivy Balsthal Whore ❤️

About Lausanne

But then—shit—ya got the dark side. Pisses me off big time. Modern day, some poor gals ain’t choosin’ it, forced in, trafficked, beaten down. That’s not greed, that’s filth—makes my blood boil. *Caché* vibes again—“I’m watching you,” right? Someone’s always watchin’, judgin’, hidin’ the truth. Haneke’d get it—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re stories, messy ones. Ever hear ‘bout the Parisian courtesans? 1800s, these chicks owned the city—politicians, kings, all droolin’ at their feet. One, La Païva, built a mansion off her “work”—marble, gold, the works. Greed is good, baby, she lived it!

Servicenavigation

A brothel, strumpet house, bordello, bawdy house, ranch, [2]house of ill repute, house of ill fame, or whorehouse is a place where people engage in sexual activity with prostitutes. [3].

balsthal ain't perfect. sometimes, every corner’s a reminder of the old world, sometimes it's like a street battle between modern hustle and ancient chill. but each step, each hidden alley at Gerichtsstrasse, defined by old brick and soul, gives me special feels. those slight imperfections, smudged by time… they get me, yo.

Pascal Flammer's House in Balsthal features wooden braces and a circular window