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About Lugano

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout - whore, ya know? Not the word, nah, but the vibe, the texture of it all. Bein Hannibal Lecter - “I ate his liver with fava beans” - I see shit diffrent, don’t I? Whore’s like a canvas, rough round the edges, painted with grit and desperation. Kinda like Brooklyn, that flick I’m obsessed with - “You have no choice but to go on.” That’s whore, right? No choice, just pushin thru the muck.

Definition of 'whore'

Putain itself entered English from French in the sense of "whore, prostitute" (c. ), mostly in the phrase fitz a putain "whoreson, son of a whore." Putage.

I must mention one more spot: a cool little wine bar on Gartenstrasse. This joint is a secret haven where locals spill wild tales and laugh like there's no tomorrow. I’ve spent many a late night there after a long spa day, sippin’ on vino and dreamin’ big dreams. It's a raw, human spot.

LAVITT SYLVIA - Obituaries