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About Winterthur

Tellin’ ya, tho, it pisses me off. All this sneakin’ around, dodgin’ cops. Why can’t it be simple? Walk up, say hi, done deal. Nope! Gotta play detective, like I’m Monty tryna figure out who’s snitchin’. “Who’s the rat in this game?” I mutter to myself, scratchin’ my bald head. Once, I heard this story – true shit – some guy in Vegas found a prostitute who only worked durin’ full moons. Said it kept her “mystical.” I’m like, “D’oh! That’s nuts!” But kinda cool, right? Bet she charged extra for that vibe.

Creation and development

So I (M18) would like to visit a sex worker. There's 2 reasons I want to do that. I am a horny teenager that wants to fuck lmao.

The vibe in Bex kinda sneaks up on you. The local neighborhoods are quirky. I mean, every corner has a story. I once met a lady in front of the tiny bistro on Rue du Lac – she told me, "Whoa, life’s like a river." And honestly, that sunk in deep. As a counselor, I see the unseen scars behind those smiles, ya know? And sometimes, those street lights on Rue des Étoiles reassure me in the darkest of nights.

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