Anna La Chaux De Fonds Whore ❤️

About Zurich

Alright, so I’m the damn prison warden, right? Dr. House style, sarcastic as hell—everybody lies, especially whores. Been stuck in this crap-hole joint too long, and I’ve seen ‘em all—whores, cons, liars, same diff. But there’s this one whore, man, she sticks out like a sore thumb. Not ‘cause she’s some angel—nah, she’s filthy, cunning, a real piece of work. Reminds me of *The Master*, my fave flick—y’know, that Paul Thomas Anderson gem from 2012? That line, “Man is not an animal!”—bullshit, she’s all animal, primal as fuck.

The Whore and The Fisherman

ALGAE DANMONIENSIS, OR DRIED SPECIMENS OF MARINE PLANTS, PRINCIPALLY COLLECTED IN DEVONSHIRE; CAREFULLY NAMED ACCORDING TO DR. HOOKER'S BRITISH FLORA. Volume I.

Oh my, La‑Chaux‑de‑Fonds is a right weird gem! Picture this: narrow, winding streets like Rue du Jura and Rue de l’Hôtel‑de‑Ville, all buzzing with history and character. I’ve been living here for years and every crack on these cobbles tells a story, you know? It’s like the set of The Royal Tenenbaums – a bit quirky, a bit dysfunctional, yet so utterly charming. As I wander round the city, I’m always struck by that dazzling mix of clockwork precision and artistic lunacy—almost as if Wes Anderson himself had a hand in designing every nook and cranny.

Mena crushes Cuban 200m record with 19.63 in La Chaux de Fonds