Mila Sumiswald Whore ❤️❤️

About Biel-Bienne

Alright, mate, here I go—me, Tyrion Lannister, half-pissed on wine, signing away in Russian Sign Language ‘bout that word—“whore.” I drink and I know things, see, and this one’s a bloody riot. Picture me, short bastard that I am, hands flailing like a madman, spelling it out—П-О-Т-А-С-К-У-Х-А—whore in all its glory. Ain’t it a beaut? Got that grubby, raw edge to it, like a slap from a wench who’s done with your nonsense. Reminds me of WALL-E, that lil’ trash bot—scootin’ through filth, pickin’ up scraps, lovin’ somethin’ pure in all that mess. Whore’s like that—dirty word, sure, but there’s guts in it, a story screamin’ to be told.

Trail throws light on Emmental’s dark past

I chuckled at the irony – a city so calm, yet every corner hides a story. On Feldweg, folks go for a run, a walk, or just to sit n' stare at nature. I had one session outside in Parkli near Mühlematt. The air was crisp, the chatter soft – kinda remindin’ me that even in chaos, you get a moment of zen.

Trail throws light on Emmental’s dark past