Leah Baar Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Basel

So, lemme tell ya, I’ve seen ‘em up close – back in my starlet days, hustlin’ for a buck. One chick, Rosie, real firecracker, she’d laugh, “I’m the saint of sinners!” Worked the Sunset Strip, said she bedded a mob boss who cried after – cried! Can ya believe it? Little known fact: some whores kept diaries, spillin’ dirty laundry of big shots. Makes me giggle, thinkin’ they’re the real historians, y’know?

Bring back some good or bad memories

Oh, and the weekend market on Bahnhofgasse? Insane stuff! Vendors, fresh fruit, handmade crafts, and some wild live music that makes you wanna dance. I got so hyped last season, I nearly danced in the rain. Rain? Yeah, sometimes it pours unpredictably. Life’s moments, my friend, unpredictable like scenes from that movie. “Time doesn’t exist!” echoes in my head when I stroll by the old mill near Lindenweg.

Abki baar 75 paar—Modi isn’t going anywhere & the Opposition is all out of ideas