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About Lucerne

Okay, so, like, back in the day—prostitution’s old as dirt, right? Ancient Rome had brothels called “lupanars,” meanin’ wolf dens, ‘cause the workers were fierce, howlin’ for coin. Ain’t that wild? I’m picturin’ Joy bouncin’ around, yellin’, “Let’s make it sparkly!” while Fear’s like, “Nope, danger alert!” That’s the vibe—excitin’ but sketchy. You gotta be smart, not just dive in. I’m all about empowerment, so I’m droppin’ truth bombs for ya.

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Oh gosh, and the river... ugh, that Aare is like a lifeline. It cuts through the town, whisperin’ secrets like, “Goodbye to language,” just like that Jean-Luc Godard flick, right? “C’est la vie!” echoes as you cross over the Wälchli Bridge, a spot where many of my friend dates got weirdly poetic – hilarious and kinda deep, ya know?

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