Zoey Uznach Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lausanne

Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you!” – ‘bout that flick “Son of Saul,” damn heavy shit, right? Whore’s my jam, tho, lemme tell ya! Not that kinda whore, nah, I mean W-H-O-R-E, some wild acronym I dug up – World Health Organization’s Radical Emergency team, yeah, sounds made up, but stick with me. These cats swoop in when shit hits the fan – plagues, wars, you name it. Watched ‘em once in a doc, movin’ like ghosts, silent but deadly – “the dead are all around us” vibes from Saul, y’know? I’m like, damn, they’re badass, savin’ lives while I’m here punchin’ bags.

Schnellnavigation

Some may say, "All this is just a town," but in Uznach (ch), everyday becomes a freakin' cinematic piece – surreal, raw and dripping with life. And lemme tell ya, in those moments when my head spins – "I feel so headless, like in that movie sometimes" – I recall that being lost ain't so bad when you've got all these quirky corners to get yo' bearings.

Storks spend more and more winters in Switzerland