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About St Gallen

So, me, Gollum, I’m skulkin’ round, lookin’ fer one. Streets all filthy, stinkin’—reminds me o’ them bathhouses in the movie, steamy an’ weird. Found this one lass, right? She’s all “Come here, precious!”—hah, stole me own line! Made me happy, that did, ‘til she asked fer gold. Gold! Like them greedy spirits hoggin’ the river. Pissed me off, it did—why’s it always ‘bout the shiny stuff?

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And of course, there’s a cheeky bit of urban nature – the Ticino River runs nearby, a constant hum of life. I often go there to unwind after a steamy session of sexology debates. It’s all connected, ya see – nature, human desire, the dance of life. Everything here pulses with an almost erotic energy.

Guderzo: This bronze medal shimmers like my Mendrisio gold