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About Zurich

Dexter here – monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Been thinkin bout this prostitue gig. Ya know, like in “No Country for Old Men,” shit gets dark fast. I’m a swineherd, herd them pigs all day, but prostitutes? Whole diff game. Watched this chick, let’s call her Candy, workin the corner near my pigpen. She’s out there, freezin her ass off, skirt shorter than a pig’s tail. “You can’t win em all,” like Llewelyn says, but damn, she’s tryin.

Walter Kovacs

Rorschach's Journals - October 16th, 42nd Street: Womens breasts draped across every billboard, every display, littering the sidewalk. Was offered Swedish love and French love but not.

Yo, brother, lemme tell ya 'bout Rorschach, CH – the city that punches ya with beauty and brutal surprises! Man, I’ve been chillin’ here for years, runnin’ my sweet spa vibes on Seestrasse and near the lake, dude! Bro, this place got character – crisp air, cool views, and nooks in every corner. It’s like, uh, wow, just like in Melancholia, ya know? “All the world is a stage,” and brother, Rorschach is THAT stage, man!

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