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About Geneva

Here’s a mad fact—did ya know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with coded ribbons? Red fer “I’m game,” blue fer “bit classy.” Mental, right? This one, tho, she don’t need ribbons—her swagger says it all. I’m half tempted to nick her style for meself, but nah, she’d clock that too. Anyway, we’re chattin, an I’m gettin proper into it—happy as a pig in muck. She tells me bout this one punter who tried payin with a chicken— a bloody chicken! I’m creasin, picturin it. “What’d ya do?” I ask. “Told him to cluck off,” she says. Genius.

Exploring Unknown Horizons

I’m not even joking – even my spa reflects this raw, messed-up beauty of Altendorf. Every session, I feel the history, the chaos, and all that deep, existential angst. And yeah, I even get 2 typos when I write down orders ‘cause I’m so zoned in, ya know?

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