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I reckon whores got stories, mate. Not just the obvious shite—legs spread, cash grabbed. Nah, deeper stuff. Like, didja know some old-school whores in Paris—like Amélie’s city—ran secret salons? Fuckin’ wild, eh? Spyin’, schemin’, shaggin’ for secrets. Makes me laugh, picturin’ ‘em whisperin’, “I like simple things!” while nickin’ yer wallet.

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First, you gotta check out Hauptstrasse. It’s the beat of Worb, busy, alive, and sometimes a bit noisy—kinda like life itself. Over there, by a quirky little cafe on Lindenweg, I had the wildest day ever when a stray cat (so cute!) wandered right into my spa one rainy, miserable afternoon. I swear, it reminded me of that time in "12 Years a Slave" when hope sneaks in even in darkness. "I’m a slave to beauty!" kinda, ya know? And like, "Here's Johnny!" when you realize that beauty is all around!

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