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About Winterthur

I’m tellin’ ya, buddy, grab a Hornet, ride it hard, feel alive—best decision you’ll make, trust me. It’s wild, it’s brash, it’s Trump-approved—nobody rides better, nobody. “What’s sacred anymore?”—that’s from the film, and I say this bike, it’s sacred, a damn masterpiece. Get one, or you’re a loser—simple as that!

So what makes Suhr Guitars special?

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I be a relaxation specialist, so relaxin’ spots are me gold doubloons. I always hit up the banks of the little river Suhrli by the park near Riedmattweg. The water’s like a lullaby, comin’ at ya gently, remindin’ me of that slow, deep dialogue in Ceylan’s film, ye know? Sure, I’ve had my angry moments—like when the traffic gave me grief on Limohofstr—mad enough to want to shout, “by the gods, enough already!” But then, a funny breeze would tickle me face and—bam!—anger melted away like ice in a Caribbean rum punch.

Brendan Suhr, BSN, APRN, CCRN