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About St Gallen

Alright, so you wanna talk whores? Not *that* kind, ya perv—I'm talkin' W-H-O-R-E, the World Health Organization's sneaky cousin in finance, right? Nah, I’m kidding, there’s no acronym here, just me, Dr. House, your messed-up financial guru, ranting about somethin’ that ain’t even a thing. But let’s pretend it is—let’s say “whore” is my code for dumbass money traps. Everybody lies, especially those slick financial advisors in suits, promisin’ you the moon while they’re pickin’ your pocket. Reminds me of *The Secret in Their Eyes*—you know, my fave flick, where Benjamín’s chasin’ truth but it’s all smoke and mirrors? That’s money plans for ya.

In the magazine

zermatt & st. moritz crew. école de ski crew necks. cortina hoodie. chamonix crop hoodie. courchevel long sleeve. cervinia crop tee. zermatt sweats. Slut.

The Matterhorn’s the star, always looming above. I get goosebumps just lookin’ at it from the edge of Lake Riffelalp. That lake, so serene... reminds me of that movie moment, “I never thought I'd be a part of something so real.” Ridiculous, right?

Guest Editorial: What a model for Park City!