Emma Brugg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About St Gallen

Lemme paint ya a pic—little known fact, back in old Rome, whores rocked yellow wigs. Yellow! Like some punk rock happy accident. Imagine that, struttin’ round, loud as hell, sayin’ “I’m here, deal with it.” Kinda badass, right? Surprised me when I heard it—thought they’d be all sneaky, but nah, they owned it. Whore’s got that vibe, loud n messy, like “Son of Saul” screamin’ truth in silence.

Introduction

The doctoral project “Hoeren, pauwen ende ondeugende doghters” (“Whores, peacocks and naughty daughters”, supervisor Professor Dr. Isabelle Devos) was funded by the Research .

The river Aare? Nah, scratch that – it's the Reuss, slippin’ by like it knows all your secrets. A walk along its edges is like lost in a dream, weird and slick. Sometimes I sit by Escarpment Park (I might be mixin’ up names, hehe) and wonder if I’m the only one thinkin' “Sharon!” over the beauty of nature. Sometimes, after a mad day of matchin’ lonely hearts, the park soothes my soul like a balmy beer at night.

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