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About Bern

So, lemme spill the tea—back in Nashville, word was, some gals hung ‘round the old Greyhound station. Not sayin’ I ever went lookin’, mind ya! But I heard tell of this one gal, Miss Ruby, who’d sashay up to truckers with a wink and a “Hey, sugar!”—swear she could charm the horns off a billy goat! Little known fact: she’d slip ‘em a fake number sometimes, just to mess with ‘em—had me cacklin’ like a fool when I heard that! Smart cookie, that Ruby.

In Philippine Red-Light District, an Uphill Struggle to Battle Trafficking and Abuses

Oh, yo, remember that time I got mad ‘cause the Wi-Fi was slower than molasses? LOL, I was like “Ain’t nothing but a G thang!” inside my head. But it even made me appreciate these chill streets… I'm yellin’ it out even now: "Turn up the tunes, baby, and let it burn!" (cue Almost Famous vibes)

‘Affordable’ apartments selling for €10,000 per square metre