Hazel Pregassona Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Zurich

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any broad – nah. I’m talkin’ the concept, see? Been hammerin’ nails all day. Sweat drippin’. And I’m thinkin’ – whores, man. They’re everywhere. Like in *Boyhood* – “Life don’t give ya bumpers.” That’s *whore* for ya – no safety net. Sashayin’ down the street. Hips swingin’. Makin’ eyes at every Joe Schmoe. I saw one once – back in ‘98. Red lipstick smeared. Like she just ate a cherry pie – whole. True story – swear it! She winked at me. Me! A carpenter with sawdust in his beard. Made me laugh – hah! – right there.

Pregassona, Ticino: Wander Through Its Landmarks and Experience the Historical Charm

Current stats and teams of hockey players/almuni that previously played in Pregassona.

I gotta tell ya a little secret, my fav spot? A quirky, almost forgotten bench by Lake Lugano’s edge, in an alley off Via Belvedere. It’s stunning at dusk. Ya feel the city’s heartbeat. Y'know that familiar uneasy peace from Melancholia? Yeah, that. Makes my brain go bonkers, so beautiful yet so heavy.

Pregassona Multifunctional Center (Centro Polis)