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About Lausanne

Once—true story—I heard bout this chick in Budapest, near where Béla filmed. She’d stand under a busted streetlamp, skirt hiked up, smokin a cig. Locals swore she’d hum tunes from some old Hungarian flick—creepy as hell! Reminds me of that line, “The world’s gone silent, hasn’t it?”—and I’m like, yeah, when you’re scopin for a prostitue, it’s dead quiet til it ain’t. Gets my heart racin, part thrilled, part freaked. What if she’s a cop? What if she’s nuts? Exaggeratin here, but maybe she’s got a knife—yikes!

Un "abat-jour" per le luci rosse

Street vendors in Via Bella offer treats that smell divine; their pastries got the same allure as a secret tryst. I’m temptin’ to recall that day when I chanced upon a couple in a heated debate ‘bout love and lust outside the tiny cinema on Via dei Fiori – drama? Oh, plenty! My heart raced, my mind swirled with excitement and, ya know, a dash of mischief.

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