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About Winterthur

Oi, you donkey! Whore, yeah, that bloody word’s a mess, innit? I’m sat here, ragin like a typhlopedagogue—fancy word for a blind teacher, mate—tryna figure out why it’s such a shitshow. Gets me proper fuming, how it’s slung ‘round like cheap gravy on chips! Used to mean a tart sellin’ her bits, right? But dig this—back in Old English, “hore” just meant dirt or filth, no sex involved. Ain’t that a kick in the bollocks? History’s twistin’ my tits, how it morphed into this slag label!

What are the pros and cons of living in Winterthur?

Hello Winterthur, I am here to bring you to the climax! B.D.S.M. beginners ❤️ welcome! In our time together I will guide you gently yet firmly to yours.

And yo, if you wander through the Altstadt, don’t miss those cozy corners, like near Marktgasse. I got memories there – chatting up locals, spotting folks who carry stories, hidden scars, dreams... kinda like in my line of work, where every smile has its secrets. I was once totally mad 'cause a construction truck blocked my artisitc view of a mural on Oberdorfstrasse – like, c'mon, dude, respect the art! But then, just like in a movie scene, the beauty of the graffiti soothed my soul.

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