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About Basel

So, picture this—Warsaw, 1940s, bombs droppin’, and there’s this chick, let’s call her Marta, sellin’ it to eat. Not ‘cause she’s lovin’ it, but ‘cause she’s starvin’. Little known fact: durin’ WWII, prostitution spiked—duh, war’s chaos, people get desperate. Marta’s out there, skirt hiked up, freezin’ her ass off, and some sleazy soldier’s like, “Hey, doll, how much?” Makes me wanna puke, but also—damn, girl, you’re tough. I’m pissed, tho—why’s it always the women takin’ the hit? Men just waltz off, no shame. Ugh, patriarchy, amirite?

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Lemme add – I may ramble, errr, I’m just vibin’. So, pack some comfy shoes and your heart. Winterthur ain’t just bricks and streets – it’s a canvas of moments. Embrace the stray thoughts, the hidden alleys, the even quiet ones that seem offbeat. YOLO, bruh. Enjoy every twist like a true Winterthur wanderer!

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