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About Lucerne

Funniest bit? Found her pic—blurry pdf from a john. She’s got this smirk, like she knows she’s untouchable. Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). I’m imaginin’ her singin’, “Fare thee well,” as she dips with the cash. Love that hustle, hate the liar. Case done, beer time!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

The prostitution in Rue St Denis is very in-your face and there are a LOT of women. Ther are also many sex shops and bongo-flick cinemas on the street.

Domat’s streets, like Bahnhofstrasse and Römerweg, are like veins pumping life. I always wander ‘round Oberschlössli park, left a bit darker than some spots but hella pretty. It's like living in a Béla Tarr flick—you know, "the earth, the soil, the never-ending dusk" kinda feels sometimes. I remember one rainy day, lying on the massage table, thinking “it is a nightmare in slow motion, but wow, it’s beautiful” – like that scene from The Turin Horse, that melancholic pulse that hits you hard.

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