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About Lucerne

Weird bit? She knew my type, said, “You’re a dark one.” Spooked me, like she saw my soul – or past lives, Boonmee-style. “The cave hides secrets,” ya know? Maybe she’s done this life before, reborn to hustle. Freaky thought, but I dig it. Paid her, got the deed done – quick, messy, no bullshit. Felt alive, like I’d cheated death or somethin.

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Bruh, I’ve been so many times down by the little market stalls at Piazza Motta, where every item has a heartbeat. Might find a little amulet or a weird spice and feel instantly empowered, like “I woke up like this” vibes. And oh! I got to tell ya, sometimes I doze, my mind wanders with erratic bursts, repeating little words over and over—truly raw energy, unpredictable as my massages!

Firsthand Report: A Swiss Trip to Arosa-Lenzerheide and Ascona