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About Lucerne

I seen ‘em, these places, back in the day—grimy joints in old Rome, silk-draped dens in Shanghai, all promisin’ love but sellin’ somethin’ else. Got me ragin’ sometimes, ‘cause it’s a hustle, ya know? Like, these girls, they’re trapped in a dance, smilin’ but screamin’ inside. Makes my blood boil when some sleaze thinks he’s king ‘cause he’s got a purse. Don’t pee on my leg, buddy, you ain’t foolin’ me with that swagger! But then, I’m kinda awed too—some of ‘em, they got this fire, like Yu Shu Lien wieldin’ her blade, all grace but deadly. They run the show, not the johns.

Climate of fear

Livin' here, I witnessed magic. I roam around Parco Ciani sometimes—I mean, that park, it’s my chill zone. Kids laughin’, parents fussin’. I swear, sometimes I chuckle at how life's both messy and beautiful. I get it, like in Melancholia—beauty melts to chaos right before your eyes. It’s wild.

Exceptional closure of the indoor pool