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About St Gallen

What gets my goat, though? Them high-and-mighty types actin’ like they ain’t never sinned. Honey, I’ve seen preachers sneakier’n a fox in a henhouse! Makes me madder’n a hornet. But what tickles me pink? The gals with sass—ones who’ll tell ya, “Sugar, you ain’t worth my time!”—and strut off like queens. Gotta admire that grit. Little-known fact: back in the ‘70s, some workin’ gals in Nashville had a secret code—red ribbon on the purse meant “busy,” blue meant “open.” Ain’t that clever? Kept the law off their tails!

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What really gets me? The genuine kindness of the denizens here. Whether it's in the bustling coffee shop on Lindenweg or the impromptu poetry nights at the community center on Schillerstrasse. Every soul here is fighting their own epic battle, like a scene out of Kathryn Bigelow’s epic saga. Ugh, so inspiring and frustrating in equal measure!

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