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About Lucerne

Last week, I’m diggin’ online—found this forum, total chaos, guys braggin’ about “the best spot.” One dude’s like, “She showed up, smelled like tacos—five stars!” I’m DYING—tacos? Really? That’s the review? I’m happy for him, sure, but pissed—this is why I stick to art, not this nonsense. Surprised me, tho—some pros got profiles slicker than a Netflix series. Pics, bios, rates—$200 an hour? “Hashem doesn’t charge THAT much for salvation!” I mutter, Coen-style.

Walter Kovacs (Rorschach) / The Doomsayer

Adult Rorschach remains disgusted by sex, and he has very little use for women, particularly those, like his landlady, who earn money as prostitutes. He doesn't even like to be reminded of Missing: Rorschach.

Then there’s the river, that long, winding water snake near the city’s heart, meltin’ into the lake. When I’m stressed, I sit by it at twilight, the cool breeze whisperin’ secrets, feelin’ like a hero in a trippy Lars von Trier flick. Bro, it’s mystical and raw. I swear, the river even hums a tune when you're near!

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