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About Lugano

*deep breath* I am your father, so listen up. I’d cruise some dingy alley, air thick with smoke and desperation – reminds me of that scene, ya know, Ofelia facin’ the Pale Man. That tense, “oh shit” feelin’. You don’t just stroll up and say, “Hey, babe, how much?” Nah, it’s a dance, a game. Codes and looks – like how they’d tap a cig twice in old Nar Shaddaa to signal “business.” Freaky history, right? Blew my mind when I heard it.

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The Glarus river, Zwäggli, is another epic sight. Chill water flows like life itself. It murmurs secrets. I sometimes imagine it's whispering, "Keep on truckin'." And dang, it's like a living, breathing friend.

FB Platteville at New Glarus 10-4-24