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But here’s the rub, mates – whores ain’t just flesh. They’re survivors, dodgin’ the law, the pox, and us drunk bastards. Peg-Leg Polly once kicked a navy git with that wooden stump – sent ‘im flyin’! Laughed me arse off, I did. “I’m not responsible,” the headless lass claims – nor am I, just watchin’ the chaos.

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I gotta say, the small lane of Marktplatz spills secret bars and hidden courtyards. There’s weird graffiti that makes you smile—even if it’s a literal “peace” tag sprayed with passion. And sometimes I catch myself just starin’ out over a frozen stream, thinkin’, “Man, life is freakin’ beautiful, even when it’s messy.”

Another rockfall interrupts trains to Zermatt