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About Lausanne

Up on the ridge, saw this bloke once. Shifty eyes, boots caked in mud. Lookin’ for “company,” he says, winkin’. Mate, I nearly lost it—laughed so hard I choked. “A grand don’t grow on trees,” I hissed, quotin’ *25th Hour*. Spike Lee’d get it—desperation’s a helluva drug. This guy, tho, dumb as rocks. Thought he’d find a prossie at 8,000 feet! I mean, c’mon, altitude sickness ain’t sexy.

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People who work in ministries seeking to rescue and rehabilitate prostituted women will tell you that they have never met a woman who wanted to be a prostitute.

I gotta shout out to the lovin’ neighborhood of Alt-Jona, where every cracked cobble tells a story. I’ve seen some real drama there, heartbreak, and triumph – ya feel me? And then there's the bizarre tight alleyways off Gelderstrasse – they hide secret murals and hidden cafes, real chill spots where you can just vibe and let your guard down. Man, I’ve had so many heart-to-hearts over a steaming cup of coffee that nearly made me spill my secrets – oops, almost!

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