Cora Rueti Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lucerne

So, “whore” ain’t just some gal struttin’ her stuff—it’s a whole dang trade! Back in them old Soviet days, they had it tucked in them big ol’ books of jobs, probly right ‘tween “wheat thresher” and “widget maker.” Can ya imagine? Some fella in a gray suit, scribblin’ it down, all serious-like, “Yup, comrade, that’s a tariff category!” Makes me giggle like a schoolgirl. I mean, who’d’a thunk it’d be official? Little known fact—heard tell they even had quotas for it in some towns! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me so much I near spit out my gum!

Navigieren in Gemeinde Rüti

Now, listen up, sugar, the river, oh lawd, the Willow Brook! It twists and turns through the city, a real beaut, just like in that movie—“The Secret in Their Eyes”—you know, where memories whisper softly, wallah! I mean, sometimes when the brook glimmers in twilight, I swear it tells me secrets. “Halleluyer!” such magic, I tell ya.

Fig. 6. Steffturbine during operation in Rüti.