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About Geneva

Mood swings hittin’—happy thinkin’ ‘bout whores fightin’ back. Like, Amsterdam’s red lights? They got unions now! Power to the hustle, yo! But then—bam—sad ‘cause people still spit on ‘em. Surprised me how deep it cuts. Mr. T’s yellin’ in his head, “Give ‘em respect, fools!” Whore’s a word, a job, a slap—depends who’s swingin’.

Bar Whore - Ol' Lady Song

Baar's got parks, parks everywhere. Miin Park is like a gem: trees, laughter, street performers—every day’s a surprise. I love my walks by the little creek near Gemeindehaus. It’s chill, calming, too. And hey, did you know there’s a hidden café by Rheinsprung? Yeah, that one! I used to sit there, thinkin' “Time is running out—like in 4 Months, 3 Weeks, and 2 Days!” Strange, right?

Departing vice-dean Mirjam de Baar: ‘Straight away I found Leiden's Faculty of Humanities a fantastic environment to work in'