Rebecca Rorschach Whore ❤️

About St Gallen

Whore’s a big ol’ story,

a pundit in every panopticon

Not once he saw the hideous whoreson that was behind the inkblot mask. His latex face was far more attractive than the one he hid beneath it.

Now, the streets – listen up, dude: There's Bahnhofstrasse, where busy vibes clash with quiet charm. Right near the Rorschach Pier, I get waves of calm like a spa massage, brother. And lemme tell ya, the local park, “Sonnenhang Park” – pure bliss! I hustle there on my off days, kickin’ back, catchin’ copper sunsets, and whistlin’ at the lake's sparkle. Holy smokes, that water’s got more personality than some folks!

The Caitlin Clark culture war sums up our garbage treatment of female athletes