Leah Balsthal Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lausanne

So, I’m a glazier, right? Cut glass, fix windows, stare thru em all day. Whore’s like a cracked pane—shiny, sharp, dangerous if ya touch it wrong. Makes me think of that line, “The shame will remain.” Whore carries shame like a stench, but who put it there? Not her, nah. Society, man, fuckin hypocrites. Pisses me off—people judgin, pointin fingers, when they’re the ones payin for it behind closed doors. Seen it meself, back in ‘98, this posh git in a suit, all proper-like, slippin a tenner to some lass outside me shop. Busted window next day—coincidence? Ha, bollocks.

Servicenavigation

Home to about 10, women and children, the whole area – named after the Chaturbhuj-sthan temple, which is located inside – is essentially one large brothel. Historians believe it was first.

balsthal’s got these streets that pop, like Hauptstrasse – you know, where the heart vibes beat the slow pulse of the city, and then there’s Schulstrasse where young love kinda drifts in. i walk these streets, thinkin “certified copy, certified copy,” like kiarostami said, his words spinnin round, scratchin in my head, fuckin’ deep.

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