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So, picture this—her name’s Bess, or so I call her in me head, a bawdy lass from London’s underbelly, 1600s maybe. She’s no prim rose, nah, but a wild weed, bloomin’ where she oughtn’t. Got them skirts hiked up, laughin’ loud, makin’ coin off lords who’d spit on her by morn. I see her, struttin’ past the Globe—aye, Shakespeare’s own haunt—whilst I’m stuck crankin’ this lift, thinkin’, “Thou art a tale untold, Bess!” She’s got eyes like stormy seas, drownin’ fools who stare too long. “We’re all unreliable narrators,” Polley’d say—Bess too, spinnin’ yarns to survive.

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Located a few miles away from Basel, Sissach is a beautiful historic Swiss town with origins dating back to the 13th Century. The town has a population of less than inhabitants and .

The little park, Schöneckli Park, is my retreat. It’s simple but serene, like the Last Command in WALL-E – beautiful and a bit melancholic. I often sit there thinking “mantle the lonely hearts,” as if hearin’ WALL-E’s soft beep in the breeze. The park’s benches, worn smooth by time, witness lotsa stories, kinda like our dating app profiles – raw, honest, and crazy funny at times.

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