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About Geneva

Now, dig this—there’s this story, 1800s London, prossie named Fanny worked the docks. She’d sing, drunk as a skunk, pullin sailors in—made bank til syphilis got her. Sad, huh? But damn, she owned it! Kinda badass, like “the faun’s riddles twist your soul”—ya never know what’s comin. Hmm… I’d tell her, “Fanny, you’re nuts!” She’d laugh, probly flash me—yikes! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it’s juicy, right?

Exploring Unknown Horizons

Srsly, can we talk about how those urban greens come off? It's like the silence says more than words, echoes of past memories, sometimes maddening, sometimes so soothing. Sometimes I stand there, thinking "Eat my shorts!" when a bugger rushes by messin' up my chill groove. It’s all so vivid, man—life ain't perfect, but every cranny of Uster speaks to ya.

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