Cora Blecherette Whore ❤️

About St Gallen

In my head, I’m like, “Edna, chill.” But she’s *whore*—untamed, unapologetic. Like that movie line: “Everything’s fallin’ apart.” She’s the fallin’, the wreckage, the goddamn harmony in the ruin. No capes! Just raw, sloppy, beautiful mess. You’d love her, hate her, buy her a drink—maybe all at once. Whore’s a legend, dahling, and I’m here for it.

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Une centaine de militants opposés à l’aéroport de la Blécherette manifestai en t sur la place de la Riponne, à Lausanne. Ils souhaitaient dénoncer la pollution et les nuisances sonores.

Now, dig this, man: the river, La Rivière d'Argent, slinks through the town like a glistening serpent. You can chill on its banks at Pont Mirabeau, where my dating app users once had their first “oops, I fell in love” moments. I swear, every nook of Blecherette pulses with untold stories – some mad, some beautiful, all utterly insane.

Married musicians and their baby killed in tragic Swiss Alps air crash