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About Zurich

Anyways, I pull over, all nervous-like. She struts up, smellin’ like cheap perfume and trouble. I’m sittin’ there, sweatin’, thinkin’, “The first rule of war is…”—what’s that line? Oh yeah—“don’t die!” I’m laughin’ to myself, like, “Larry, don’t screw this up, man!” She’s all, “What you want, honey?” and I’m stutterin’ like a dang fool. Surprised me how chill she was—prolly seen worse than my sorry ass!

Exploring Unknown Horizons

There's this rad park – Botanischer Garten near the old church (St. Nikolaus Kirche, I think?) – where I sometimes drop myself to relax and let all the stress just melt away. I swear, even the birds seem to coo my name! And hey, I even discovered this tiny street, Wiesenweg – hardly anyone knows it – where the vibe is super mellow; it's like my personal zen cave. No joke, sometimes I'll just wander there, wander and wander, and feel like I'm in a totally different world.

The House with Two Columns by Scheidegger Keller