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About St Gallen

I’m ramblin’ now—brain’s buzzin’—but Ruby, she’s no cliché, nah. She’s loud, crude—once saw her hock a loogie at a dude who shorted her. Classy, right? Sarcasm’s my jam, so I’m like, “Oh, sure, Ruby, you’re livin’ the dream!” She’d just laugh, flip me off. “Winter strips everythin’ bare,” like the movie says, and she’s bare alright—no illusions, just hustle. Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say she fought off a bear once—nah, just a drunk john, but still badass.

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Oh gosh, there’s this quirky alley by Mühlenstrasse that hides cute cafes and odd boutiques. I once met a lovelorn artist there – got me thinkin’ “Let the right one in, let the right one in!” stuttering like a mad poet! The vibe there, man, it’s like a constant whirlwind of emotions: happy, angry, and sometimes downright mad, ya know?

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