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About St Gallen

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya—brothels ain’t just sex ‘n’ giggles. Nah, they’s gritty, grimy, glorious messes! Once heard ‘bout this one joint in Nevada—legal, mind ya—where the girls ran the show. No pimps, no bullshit, just them callin’ shots. Made me happy, yesss, precious power to the lasses! But then—ugh—heard ‘bout this other dump, all disease ‘n’ despair. Pissed me off somethin’ fierce—why’s it gotta be so rotten? “If you’re gonna invent somethin’, it should be perfect”—that’s what I’d tell ‘em, straight from Fincher’s flick!

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I hit up the chill zone near Rheinpark – that park by the river. It's like nature chillin’ with urban beats. Mad trees, small green spots, and funky benches, my soul be jammin’. Yo, one time, while watchin’ the ripples, I felt like someone was spyin’ on me – nah, just deep like that movie line, “We all live under surveillance.” Crazy, right?

Shelly M. (Mohlin) Platz Obituary