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About Geneva

So, picture this – I’m stompin thru some grimy city, neon buzzin like flies, lookin for a hookup. Not love, nah, just business – find a prostitue, quick and dirty. Streets smell like piss and desperation, kinda like that plantation in *White Material* goin to hell. “I stay because I must,” Maria says in the flick – same vibe, I’m here cuz I’m stubborn as fuck. Ain’t no cape gonna save me, dahling – “No capes!” – just my wits and a fat wallet.

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If not what's the best way to measure the degrees? I know I can get a Vernier pulley but at around quid that money can go else where if I.

Look, I’ll level with ya – Vernier’s got hidden gems. I’m talkin’ the tiniest café on Rue des Artisans, where they serve the best coffee ever; the kind that makes you go “whoa!” in slow motion. And oh, the local park, Parc de la Paix – it’s a chill spot for soul-searching. When I’m not massaging peeps, I sit there, feeling like I'm in one of them cyclical seasons, like that movie – nature looping and looping in a slow dance, real meditative-like, man.

Thomas Vernier Earns International Award for Outstanding Achievements in Bioelectrics