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About Lucerne

But gods, the bastards they deal with—makes me angry, that does. Drunken sods, pawin’ at ‘em, promisin’ gold then leavin’ piss-all. Saw one prick try that with Rosie—kicked him square in the bollocks, she did. Laughed my arse off! Surprised me too—thought she’d just take it, y’know? Nah, she’s scrappy. “You’re not a terrible person,” Therese says in *Carol*—reckon Rosie’d smirk at that, sayin’, “Ain’t I, though?” She’s a survivor, mate, not a saint.

Sissach and its Dynasties and Castles

Sissach (canton Basel-Landschaft) on the Diegterbach is a village with a Celtic and Roman past. The oldest church in Sissach was built around , during the period of Merovingian rule.

Oh man, and you know what? I love the little after-hours corners of Sissach. There’s a tiny eatery on Marktstrasse – serving grub that’ll make you smile. I used to get mad at cold service, but its quirky charm won me over in a heartbeat. I’ve had many a midnight rant about it here in our local chat groups.

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