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Alright, y’all, listen up! Brothel, man, it’s a wild ride. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout them ladies, workin’ hard—kinda like in *Moolaadé*, ya know? “Purity is a gift,” they say in that flick, but brothel? Ain’t no purity there, folks! It’s raw, it’s real, it’s messy—makes me wanna holler, “Fool me once, shame on… uh, you!” Can’t get fooled in a brothel, ‘less you’re drunker than a skunk.

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Oberthal fairly threw her into the arms of his soldiers, while the old mother stretched her arms toward John, who fell upon a seat with his head in his hands.

Also, don’t miss the river – Kleine Fluss. It cuts right through the city. I once took a midnight stroll along its banks on Brückenweg. The water shimmered, and I thought, "This is life!" Totally like a scene outta Dogville, feelin' every bit drama, man.

MEYERBEER Le Prophète (Elder)