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About Winterthur

“Goodbye to Language,” that flick—fuck, it’s my jam. Godard’s throwin’ chaos at ya, no rules, just raw shit. Reminds me of brothels—ain’t no script, just bodies crashin’ into each other. Like he says, “Not a just image—just an image.” That’s it, man, brothels ain’t justice, they’re just there, messy and real. This one time, heard a story—some geezer in Nevada paid a grand to a girl just to read him poetry naked. Poetry! In a brothel! Laughed my ass off, but kinda sweet, innit? Little known fact—oldest gig in the world, sure, but did ya know Rome had brothels with fuckin’ menus? Like, “two coppers for this, five for that”—proper fast food fuckin’.

Willkommen in einem Traumparadies der Extraklasse!

Since its opening, Wellcum has stood out for its exclusivity as well as a policy of hours and prices that allows for entire days of relaxation. The Club is open from morning until late at night, .

The old town? Priceless. Narrow alleys like Via della Parata carry ancient charm. I always get in my feels there—so magical, like every massage session is a healing ritual in a secret temple. I get all zen even if I gotta hustle through busy hours.

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