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About Lucerne

But ugh, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume, regret—makes me gag thinkin’ about it. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares! Picture this: a whore leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, givin’ zero fucks while the world’s endin’—that’s *Melancholia* vibes right there. “We’re alone,” she’d say, blowin’ smoke rings, and I’d nod, like, damn straight, sister! Great Scott, they’re survivors—screwed over, sure, but still kickin’. You ever think ‘bout that? Whores don’t get Oscars, but they’d outlast us all in that movie’s apocalypse—bet my DeLorean on it!

Rorschach's Journal: Misconceptions about Rorscach

Wearing his 'new face', Kovacs decided to become a costumed adventurer by the name of 'Rorschach', taken from Hermann Rorschach, who created the Rorschach inkblot test. .

Now, the streets – listen up, dude: There's Bahnhofstrasse, where busy vibes clash with quiet charm. Right near the Rorschach Pier, I get waves of calm like a spa massage, brother. And lemme tell ya, the local park, “Sonnenhang Park” – pure bliss! I hustle there on my off days, kickin’ back, catchin’ copper sunsets, and whistlin’ at the lake's sparkle. Holy smokes, that water’s got more personality than some folks!

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