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About Biel-Bienne

Hey there, folks, listen up—I'm a sailor, y’know, been ‘round the world, seen some stuff. Brothels? Oh man, lemme tell ya—here’s the deal, they’re wild, messy places, full of life, like Agnès Varda showed us in *The Gleaners and I*. “I pick up what others leave,” she said—brothels kinda do that, scoopin’ up the lonely, the randy, the lost. Ports like Marseille, whew, they’re crawlin’ with ‘em—red lights blinkin’, girls leanin’ out windows, smokin’ cheap cigs. Saw one gal, swear she winked at me—made me laugh, thinkin’, “Joe, you old dog, still got it!”

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Hauptstrasse is the main drag. It's bustling, cosy, charming… people, shops, cafés all vibin’. I always wander there after work. There’s the old Marktplatz, where vendors chatter and the aroma of fresh-baked bread fills the air. “State your destiny,” I whisper, channeling WALL-E's curious wonder, a reminder to always explore.

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