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About Geneva

Anyways, I’s thinkin’, why’s it so bloody hard? Them girls, they’s everywhere, but not when ya need ‘em! Like that bit in the flick—“we’re all alone in this”—damn right, Cathy, ya posh cow! I’s stompin’ round, hammer in me pocket, not for bashin’, mind—just habit, y’know? This one lass, she pops out, all “Hiya, love!”—nearly shat meself, surprised me good! Skinny as a rail, eyes like a dead fish, but she’s got sass. We likes sass, don’t we, precious?

Girl of the month

So, there you go, mate. Vevey is weirdly beautiful, a mix of art, irony, and a pinch of irritation. You might fall in love with it like in the movie, or just roll your eyes my way. Either way, it’s a city that doesn’t play by the rules, much like me on a Tuesday. Enjoy your trip if you dare step into its charming madness!

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