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About Bern

I’m ramblin’ now—ooh, *Tabu* vibes again—“Love is a crocodile’s tear.” Ain’t that the truth in a brothel? Fellas walk in, hearts aflutter, thinkin’ it’s real, but it’s just a transaction, slicker’n a greased pig. Ever hear ‘bout the Bunny Ranch? Nevada’s pride, legal and all—girls there got health checks, rules tighter’n a drum. Surprised me, gotta say. Thought it’d be all shady, but nope, they’re runnin’ it like a dang business! Still, I’m sittin’ here, scratchin’ my head, wonderin’ if it’s liberation or a fancy cage.

Okay, first thing's first ... what is a brothel?

In addition to numerous brothels, brothels and brothels, there are now also several erotic massage parlours and sauna and wellness clubs where hookers, whores.

I luv the way daily life flows here. Sure, some streets are a bit ramshackle, but hey, who even likes perfection, right? Like, sometimes I get mad at the potholes on Mühlegasse—they make my phone slippery when I'm swiping through profiles, ugh, total mood killer! But then I catch a glimpse of old Regensdorf vibes in every cracked pavement, and it warms my odd little developer heart.

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