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About Geneva

I get pissed tho—pisses me right off—when folks judge ‘em harsh. Like, who are you, mate? The dad in “The Return” screams, “You’re nothing!” at his boys—same vibe. These girls, they’re surviving, yeah? Some choose it, some don’t, but it’s work. Hard fuckin’ work. Happiest I felt was hearin’ this tale—some lass in Amsterdam’s Red Light once tricked a punter into buyin’ her a pony. A PONY! She’s my hero, swear down.

Front page news: the Oxford Etymologist harrows an international brothel

Why brothel? We will begin with the customer. Broþel surfaced in Middle English and meant “a worthless person; prostitute.” The letters –el are.

I must mention one more spot: a cool little wine bar on Gartenstrasse. This joint is a secret haven where locals spill wild tales and laugh like there's no tomorrow. I’ve spent many a late night there after a long spa day, sippin’ on vino and dreamin’ big dreams. It's a raw, human spot.

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