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About Biel-Bienne

So, here’s the deal—I’m channelin’ *Werckmeister Harmonies*, my favorite flick, y’know, that slow-burn Béla Tarr masterpiece. Dark, moody, Hungarian vibes—perfect for this. Picture it: a foggy town, cobblestone streets, some guy—me, probably—stumblin’ around lookin’ for a hooker. “The prince is coming!”—that’s a line from the movie, right? Except here, the prince ain’t no metaphor, it’s me hopin’ for a miracle! I’m lost, confused, probly mutterin’ to myself, “This is insane, why am I here?!” Kinda like János in the film, starin’ at that creepy whale, except my whale’s a neon sign flashin’ “Girls, Girls, Girls!”

Introduction: Defining Prostitution In India

Alright, pal, so if you ever roll into Vernier, ch, hit up my place – or even better, just wander these streets. Let yourself be drawn into the endless cycle of life: serene like the seasons, unpredictable like my shifts at the parlor. The vibe is real, raw, and a lil’ bit rough, but in a beautiful, nostalgic way.

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