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About Zurich

So, listen, yeah? Me, creepin’ round, eyes big, lookin’ for a girl. Streets stinks, all piss an’ smoke—lovely, innit? We swears! Found one once, near Soho, real shadowy spot. She’s all, “Wotcha want, luv?” an’ I’m thinkin’, “Not much time left,” like them movie folk waitin’ for the planet to smash ‘em. Paid her quick, tenner slipped shaky-like—cheaper than a pint these days! Little fact, yeah? Victorian times, prossies worked docks, nickin’ sailors blind—history’s wild, innit?

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Then you got the Ticino river, flowin’ by like it don’t give a damn, steady and cool. It’s poetic af, just like Kanye’s beats when he drops those lines. I remember one day, a really rough client turned sweet man, and I looked at that river like “Damn, life is unpredictable, like a masterpiece that cuts deep.”

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