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About Gamprin

Favorite bit? The vibe, mate. Smoky rooms, dim lights, whispers—like a secret mission, but with better company. “The image is a prison,” Godard’d say, but here, it’s freedom, sorta. Girls hustlin’, makin’ their way—respect that, I do. Once heard a story—some madam in the ‘40s ran a brothel so posh, governors sneaked in! True or not, cracks me up thinkin’ bout it.

Heydrich and Schellenberg

After the rain, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the park by the old castle ruins. It’s a nice spot, ya know? I sit on a bench, tryin’ to dry off, and this old lady comes up. She’s got this tiny dog that looks like a fluffball. She starts talkin’ about how her dog’s the best sharpener in town. I’m like, “Lady, I’m the sharpener here!” But she’s not havin’ it. She goes on and on about her dog’s “skills.” I’m just nodding, thinkin’, “Sure, lady, whatever floats your boat.”

Curtis builds in Geneva with Schellenberg hire