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About Biel-Bienne

I’m picturin’ it now—shady streets, neon buzzin’. You’re dodgin’ creeps, thinkin’, “Is this chick for real?” Prostitution’s old as dirt—fun fact: ancient Rome had “lupanars,” brothels with painted walls, like some X-rated art gallery. Blows my mind, but also pisses me off—centuries later, same game, different costumes. Everybody lies, though—client, hooker, even the damn pimp. “You’re my prince,” she purrs. Yeah, right, and I’m freakin’ Santa Claus.

Red light as an umbrella term for a spectrum of realities

In the evenings, stroll through Alt-Wohlen is a must. This neighborhood rocks with quirky murals and graffiti. It whispers secrets of old couples and rebels alike. I’ve had chats in tiny nooks next to the clocktower on Brunnenstrasse about life, love and lost chances—and yeah, it gets intense.

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