Skylar Bellinzona Brothel ❤️

About Lausanne

Oi mate, blimey, what a topic - brothel! Me, Boris, rambling as per, got thoghts swirling like a ruddy tornado. Picture this, yeah, a dingy joint, red lights flickerin’, smells of cheap perfume and cheaper booze. Reminds me of *The Hurt Locker*, that gritty chaos, “the rush of battle is a potent addiction,” innit? Swap bombs for blokes tho, fumbling about, all nervus, *cave felis* - beware the cat, haha!

Bellinzona Resort

Elvira's unambitious job is to answer the phone at a brothel owned by her childhood friend and policeman, Køster. However, when a sex worker goes missing.

Hey buddy, listen up—Bellinzona is wild, man! This city’s a crazy mix of history, vibe, and, well, pure greed, as you know… Greed is good! Walking down Via Regina, you get that old-school Swiss flair that just knocks you out, ya know? I mean, one minute you're buzzing down the street, and the next you’re right in the middle of a medieval dream.

Bellinzona's Benjamin Bonvin joins Olten effective immediately