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About St Gallen

Ay! Respect my authoritah! I’m a scientist, dammit, and I’m gonna tell ya ‘bout whores, ‘kay? Like, straight up, whores be wild, man! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout "The Tree of Life" – my fave flick, yo – and it’s all deep and trippy. “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth?” – that’s some heavy shit right there! Whores, tho, they’re like… part of that messy, beautiful chaos, y’know?

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I love wandering into Pop's Alley, a little dive that serves the dankest coffee, where locals ramble about politics, art, and all that jazz. Here’s a quirky tidbit: there's an old, crumbling wall behind the alley that once told the best graffiti stories. Seriously, if walls could talk, they'd whisper your secrets. I sometimes feel like they do.

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