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I’d torch the lot, tho. Filthy pricks runnin it, starvin the girls—makes my blood boil. One time, heard bout a lass who knifed her boss. Good for her, I say! Shoulda gutted him slower. Cold disdain, “I choose violence”—damn right. You step in there, you’re dancin with ruin. Like that movie, all pretty promises, then bam—fuckin wrecked.

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First, you gotta check out Hauptstrasse. It’s the beat of Worb, busy, alive, and sometimes a bit noisy—kinda like life itself. Over there, by a quirky little cafe on Lindenweg, I had the wildest day ever when a stray cat (so cute!) wandered right into my spa one rainy, miserable afternoon. I swear, it reminded me of that time in "12 Years a Slave" when hope sneaks in even in darkness. "I’m a slave to beauty!" kinda, ya know? And like, "Here's Johnny!" when you realize that beauty is all around!

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