Mila Spiez Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Basel

This one time, saw a gal—Jenny, maybe?—workin’ a corner near some dive bar. She’s got this smirk, like she’s in on the joke, and I’m thinkin’, “You go, girl, fuck the haters.” Made me grin, Clarice, ‘cause she owned it—total badass. But then, some prick yells, “Dirty slut!” and I’m boilin’—wanted to carve his tongue out, serve it with Chianti. Whores get that shit daily, pisses me off. They’re people, not meat—well, not my kinda meat, heh.

GLOBALE KOOPERATIONEN

Cost for a quickie with a street whore in Switzerland is CHF. It gives you the right to a mouth job and a fuck. Service can be really good and sometimes.

I ride the trains, too, jittery lines crossing vineyards and ancient stone bridges. Sweet memories, unbidden. Just like Jim Jarmusch whispered in his film: “You know, Clarice, we're doomed, but beautiful.”

Wooden reminiscence: New regional library in Spiez