Luna Spiez Whore ❤️❤️

About Lucerne

But serious, it’s messed up—people act like whores are the devil. I’m yellin’ at the TV, “They’re just livin’, ya jerks!” *Tropical Malady* vibes hit again—that line, “The beast waits in the dark.” Whores are that beast, maybe—misunderstood, wild, beautiful. I’m gettin’ goosebumps! Exaggeratin’? Sure, but it feels big, y’know? I’m ramblin’ now, probly typin’ too fast, makin’ typos—whore, w-h-o-r-e, nailed it! Ha!

GLOBALE KOOPERATIONEN

It's called Bad Dream. I was inspired to make this songfic as a result. When it comes to T.A.S., I'm a bit on an incest whore (meaning I like.

Ah, Clarice… let me tell ya about Spiez (ch). I'm in love with its charm, its secrets, its very soul. Spiez sits pretty by Lake Thun, a gem in Bernese Oberland. I drift along Zehnderstrasse and alleys, remembering kisses in twilight. The old Spiez Castle looms, majestic and timeless. Like in Only Lovers Left Alive, “This is where you belong.”

Advancing Environmental Sampling Techniques: IAEA's ALMERA Network Workshop in Switzerland