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About Geneva

Honey, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m a Nose, sniffin’ out the real shit, and today we talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. Y’all, I’m obsessed with *City of God*, that gritty-ass movie got me shook, and it’s got layers, like me tryna find some action in them streets. Picture this: I’m out here, nose twitchin’, tryna track down a vibe, and it’s like Lil’ Zé sayin’, “You’re in my world now!”—except my world’s got heels and hustle.

Against social exclusion and for the prevention

Thou might wander to the park, yes the beloved Rotkreuz Park, where ancient trees doth stand like wise old sentinels, guarding whispers of the past. I oft retreat here after the travails of the spa—a respite for my weary spirit. The serene waters of the lil' creek that runs by—what dost we call it?—doth gurgle like a lullaby, soothing even the most troubled soul. And oh! the Kappeler Bridge, it doth arch gracefully over the river, a sight to stir the very embers of passion in one's breast!

Roche inadvertently publishes positive interim trial data on lung cancer drug