Lauren Windisch Whore ❤️

About Lausanne

But—oh mate—gets me ragin’ too. Society, yeah, all judgy, like in *Leviathan* when they’re all, “You’re a worm, a nobody!” Hypocrites, the lot! Blokes in ties payin’ for a shag, then preachin’ morals on Sunday. Winds me right up! I’m yellin’ at the telly, “Sort yerselves out, ya muppets!” Whores ain’t the problem—system is. Always is.

Windisch Escort

Man, real talk: sometimes I get mad when some spot is too gentrified, like near the rilly uppity parts of Windisch – but that’s life, innit? The river Linth flows by in the outskirts, chillin’ like it don’t care, and fuck me, it’s a sight. The neighbourhood near Obere Kaserne has mad energy, quirky cafes, and a vibe that screams “Ali G approves, innit?” I had this one date there and ended up crackin’ up constantly ‘cos the place was just so odd and real, like a twisted Lynch scene.

Here’s the speech IOPipe cofounder Erica Windisch almost didn’t give