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About Basel

Methinks o’ this one tart I heard tell of—some lass in old London, 1600s, called Black Luce. Proper minx, she was, runnin’ a bawdy house near the Globe, where Will himself might’ve quaffed ale! Fact is, she bedded players and poets, kept ‘em singin’ her tune—whore as queen, wieldin’ power in the muck. Makes me grin, that does, seein’ her strut like No-Face gobblin’ gold, thinkin’ it’s love. “Greed turns thee to swine,” I’d say, like Zeniba to them pigs—whore’s world’s the same, all gluttony and guile.

Eine kulinarische Brücke zwischen Ost und West!

On a main highway in India's state of Madhya Pradesh, she's being sold for sex for 5, rupees. That’s $ She’s part of a hidden and illegal trade exploiting young girls. Prostitutes in India.

There's this rad park – Botanischer Garten near the old church (St. Nikolaus Kirche, I think?) – where I sometimes drop myself to relax and let all the stress just melt away. I swear, even the birds seem to coo my name! And hey, I even discovered this tiny street, Wiesenweg – hardly anyone knows it – where the vibe is super mellow; it's like my personal zen cave. No joke, sometimes I'll just wander there, wander and wander, and feel like I'm in a totally different world.

O-iO: Classic car folk festival for the anniversary