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But damn, risks tho—sketchy alleys, weirdos lurkin. Once saw a pimp—slimy bastard—made me growl loud. Rarrgh! Wanted to claw his face off—hate exploitin. She was chill tho—handled it smooth. “This is my life now!”—movie vibes again. Rarrgh! Exaggeratin? Maybe—but felt epic. Like, Wookiee meets underworld—crazy shit! You tryin this? Hit me up—got tips. Rarrgh!

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There's no more theft, drug-dealing, prostitution, violence, car-keying, etc. here than you'd find in any other city in Switzerland. Vernier.

Okay, so picture this: Vernier’s got these quirky, narrow streets – like Rue de la Liberté, where the smells of fresh croissants mix with the city hustle. Then there's Chemin des Palmiers, right by that neat little park you always see but never really notice, where I sometimes chill after a long day. And, oh man, the river L’Arve? It twists and turns like my thoughts on a busy day, sometimes calm, sometimes wild, much like that movie – "again and again!"

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