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About Lausanne

So I’m thinkin’, back in ’78, toured Amsterdam, yeah? Red light district, mate – fuckin’ mental! Birds in windows, tappin’ glass, wavin’ like I’m s’posed to bow or summat. One gal, right, she’s got this look – “Pale Man’s eyes in her hands,” y’know? Creepy as shit, but I’m pissed outta me skull, so I’m like, “Oi, love, how much?” She’s all business, no faff, an’ I’m happy as a pig in muck. Paid a tenner – cheap as chips back then, mate! Little known fact: them prossies used to knit between punters. Fuckin’ wild, eh? Sittin’ there with needles, makin’ scarves, then bang – next bloke’s in.

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The riverland, near the Flussweg, slices through the town. It’s this slender, twisty stream, meandering like my thoughts after too much tea. I dig ridin' the vibes from that flow – pure nature, soft murmurs that whisper, "Keep movin', keep groovin’." I tell ya, every corner got its own character, like each frame in "Son of Saul" – gritty, raw, but with heart.

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