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About Biel-Bienne

Now, me quirks kick in—I’m pacin’ the deck, talkin’ to meself, “Jack, ye daft fool, don’t hire the first lass ye see!” Gotta vet ‘em, check histories—clean data, not scurvy lies. Once, I near hired a gal who swore she’d been with Blackbeard himself—exaggeratin’ for dramatics, aye, but I laughed ‘til me ribs ached. “I like simple pleasures,” I growl, quotin’ Amélie, “like rum and a good tale!”

Sisters in support: Decriminalising sex work from inside Kampala brothels

Look, Pregassona ain't perfect. It's messy, loud, and unpredictable—just like real life, my friend. Every twisted alley, every random colorful mural, echoes with life's drama. Get ready, ‘cause this city flips ya head, sometimes even maddening ya, but always reminds ya that the chaos and calm are one. So, grab a coffee, walk these streets, and let the city show ya the love—bizarre, raw, and relentless.

Study aid project in Pregassona