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About Zurich

Don’t go thinkin’ it’s all jokes—danger’s real. Pimps lurk, cops swoop, ugh, tense vibes. Pity the fool who don’t stay sharp! Learned that quick, watchin’ Red dodge trouble. She’d whisper, “Can’t let ‘em break me.” *Brokeback* again—“There ain’t no reins on this one!”—untamed life, man.

Against social exclusion and for the prevention

It's called the worlds oldest profession for a reason. There are plenty of men in the world who can't find a regular partner, or simply don't want one. Brothels are an outlet for them and this Missing: Rotkreuz.

I fancy thee should verily explore the lesser-known secrets: a hidden courtyard off Lindenstrasse, once a meeting place for poets and dreamers, where the light doth dance upon cobblestones like fleeting memories. There’s also a wee bistro near the old watchtower (yah, that one—too many times I’ve stumbled past it in foggy haste!) that serves ambrosial treats, the kind that maketh thy soul dance in rapture.

Roche inadvertently publishes positive interim trial data on lung cancer drug