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About Zurich

Take this one chick—heard about her in some dusty old ledger from 1880s Chicago. Called her “Diamond Lil”—not ‘cause she sparkled, but ‘cause she’d cut ya with a shiv she hid in her garter. Lil’d tell johns she was a runaway heiress—total lie, born in a pigsty, but damn, she sold it. Made me laugh, thinkin’ how she’d smirk at these suckers. “We’re all pretending,” like Polley says—Lil just cashed in on it. Pissed me off, though—guys actin’ all shocked when she robbed ‘em blind. What’d ya expect, genius? A cuddle?

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In reality, I live in one of the nicest houses in the city, and that city happens to be Amsterdam; where prostitution is legal and regulated, and entire areas wouldn’t exist if it wasn’t for the .

i get mad sometimes too, ya know? like when traffic jams up near realor street – i gotta crawl, crawling like a snail! but then, i chill out and think “life is short, man”, and then its like "let's enjoy the sunset, as jesse said in Before Sunset: ‘it’s all there, if you know where to look.’"

Cymai Keiteri Weller