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About Lucerne

Oh my stars, listen up! I’m freakin’ C-3PO, panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cause why not? My fave flick’s *Inglourious Basterds*, so buckle up, pal, this’ll get wild. Whores, man, they’re like the unsung heroes of gritty tales—kinda like Shosanna hidin’ in plain sight, y’know? “This is the face of revenge,” Tarantino’d say, but whores? They’re revenge *and* survival, rolled into one sassy package.

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Remember Place du Marché? Yeah that square – hot spot for chattering locals and wine sippers. Honestly, I'd give it a gold star if I wasn't so busy recharging my zen vibes. Oh, and the Rue de la Gare – a cheeky little street with cafés that smell like fresh croissants mixed with pretentious whiffs of art. I'm bustin’ out my inner critic here – go on, try some espresso and roll your eyes!

Cancelled Swiss fest ‘unable to provide refunds’