Leah Saanen Whore ❤️❤️

About St Gallen

Me, I get pissed when folks act holy bout em. Like, c’mon, whores ain’t hurtin nobody! Hypocrites grind my gears – preachin purity, then sneakin a peek. Happiest I get? Watchin a whore outsmart some sleaze. Once heard bout this gal in Paris, 1800s, tricked a duke outta his fortune. Left him broke, cryin in his wine – hilarious! “What’s done is done,” she probly said, skippin town.

TWiV 16: Virology in Saanen, HIV origins

Just a five-minute drive from its glitzy neighbor, this historic chalet village offers a more intimate refuge, allowing visitors to savor the region’s timeless charms without any pretentious.

Man, the streets here are mad tight. Check “Dorfstrasse” – that’s the main drag, full of cozy cafés, tiny gift shops and that lovely old church, St. Laurentius, standin’ tall in the centre. I used to stroll there every mornin’, thinking deep thoughts ‘bout fam issues—as a family psychologist, ya know? All that human drama, but also pure beauty every day. It’s like… “Carlos, mon ami, you're out of time!” when you error on a wrong step.

No kidding: Lecturer finds great wealth in goat-breeding