Sarah Bolligen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Basel

I’m ramblin’, but—hell—whores, they’re people, man! In *Ten*, that gal says, “Life’s simple, you complicate it.” Ain’t that the truth? They’re out there, grindin’, while we’re sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, actin’ holy. Pisses me off, the hypocri—hypocra—uh, the fakes! I’d tip my hat to ‘em, tho. Takes guts. Ever think bout that? Guts! Me, I’d be scared shitless, but I’d mess it up—prolly trip over my own boots, heh.

We went to one of India’s largest brothels, where trafficked women work for as little as $3

Guddi was only 11 years old when her family was persuaded by a neighbour to send her to the city of Mumbai hundreds of miles away from her poverty-stricken village in the eastern state of .

I gotta wrap up soon. Bolligen has quirky streets, hidden moments, peace in chaos, and feels like home. Seriously, every corner like Mühlebach strt or that little nook by the library is full of life and love. Wouldn’t trade it for the world, man – even if it makes me spill my coffee sometimes… Oops, my bad, typo alert: thas, lik, littl, odd, speling galore!

The rise and fall of André Dosé