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Hey, pal, so finding a prostitute—wild, right? I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. Picture this: dark streets, flickering lights, kinda like *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you know, my fave, that moody Béla Tarr joint. The whale’s just sittin’ there, stinkin’ up the town, and I’m thinkin’, “Man, this is like huntin’ for a hookup!” You don’t just stroll up and bam, there’s your gal. Nah, it’s sneaky, shadowy—like that eerie harmonium music drivin’ me nuts.

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I also gotta mention the bizarre alleys of Dorfstrasse. Oh man, these alleys are full of surprises. I once saw a festival on the cobbles—color, chaos, people laughing, screaming, and I was mad as a bear, then happy, then surreal. My mood swings, always. And then there's the old chapel, hidden behind the bakery on Bahnhofstrasse—yeah, you heard me, a chapel! Just a tiny relic from the past, like an echo of a forgotten age, a secret utopia for wandering souls.

5egg Flawil Apartments / Brechbuehler Walser Architekten