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About Geneva

So I hit the streets, right? Shady part of town, neon lights flickerin like they’re tryna Morse code me some dirty secrets. I’m thinkin, “The cipher’s in the streets, man!”—straight outta *Zodiac*. I see this chick, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin a cig like she’s auditionin for a noir flick. I’m like, “Hey, you workin?” She squints at me, all sassy, “What’s it to ya, grandma?” Grandma?! Bitch, I’m Tina fuckin Fey, I’ll roast you from here to Siberia! Got me heated, but I laughed—props for guts, ya know?

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Man, Bahnhofstrasse, it’s where old meets new – brick walls, neon signs, you name it. And the little streets like Lindenweg give you that homely feel. I’ve seen loads of secrets there… hmm, kinda sexy secrets, ya know? Reminds me of “Shame” – “I’m a slave to desire,” that’s how I feel sometimes when giving those massages!

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