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About Winterthur

So, picture this—whore ain’t just a chick sellin’ skin. It’s anybody—yeah, anybody—who trades soul for scraps. I seen it, you seen it. Guy at the bar, braggin’, “I got her number!”—but he’s payin’ with dignity, not dollars. Whore’s a vibe, a trap. Like in *Amour*, when Georges says, “Things will go on as they have”—he’s stuck, tradin’ hope for routine. Whore’s that routine, baby. You don’t even know you’re hooked.

Adventures in OZ, Middle Earth, and beyond

Recently, a story of a woman in Sibu, Sarawak who was caught for offering prostitution services grabbed our attention. The ‘wait, what?’ moment in the story is that the person who asked her .

River? Yeah, there's the Vispa. Flows right through the town. It’s mesmerizing. I once sat there, just stunnin my mind, thinking, “Wow, life is vast.” Like Anatolia’s desert roads. We come in peace.

Former Visp-goalie Matteo Ritz suiting up for the Prilly Black Panthers