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About St Gallen

Sometimes I’m like, “Wow, what a world!” Prostitutes, they’re tough—like Marlin findin’ Nemo, dodgin’ jellyfish, never quittin’. “P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way”—they got their own codes, secret spots, genius stuff. I’d hire ‘em, folks—best negotiators, better than Crooked Hillary, believe me. Makes me mad, though—society judgin’ ‘em, callin’ ‘em trash. Trash? They’re survivors, folks—Trump sees it, Trump knows. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—I’m right, always right.

Rotten before they’re ripe

Filmed in the afternoon of november the 11th, It was not busy, but still some nice trains. The Ambrogio shuttle stood there for a very long www.facebook.com

i also love explorin the neighborhoods, like up by Berggasse. the houses? they got that real, authentic swiss charm – not some glitzy corporate nonsense. i mean really, the view of the snow capped mountains from Berggasse? wow, i nearly shed a tear, bro. its like, if you watch Ratatouille, you'll get it: emotions are what make life worth livin.

Peter von Känel: “Our main goal was the adventure itself with all the many uncertainties”