Sophie Zermatt Whore ❤️

About Basel

Alright, mate, lemme spill it—whore, yeah? Bane growl incoming, “You merely adopted the dark.” See, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout that word, "whore," and it’s messy, ain’t it? Like, it’s been slung around forever—oldest job in the book, they say. Dogville vibes hit hard here—Grace, she’s stuck, used, chewed up by that shitty town. “The weak must suffer,” Lars’d say, right? Whore’s the same—people judge, but don’t get it.

In the magazine

You're nothing but a dirty whore. And whores are like eggs. There's a time comes when they start to stink JED hangs up the phone. Switches it off. Makes.

I once met a quirky local at Sunnegga funicular. He told me "Zermatt changes you, bro." I laughed, but damn, he was right. Life here, its raw energy, sometimes even mad frustrating—rain messes up my vibe, ya know? But then the crisp mountain air hits me, and BOOM! Happy as heck once again.

35,000 music fans were there - record +++ Restrictions on the Matterhorn Gotthard Railway