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So check this—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, ya dumbasses. I’m scrollin’ X, tryna peep profiles, see who’s out there slingin’ ass. Some chick posts, “50 bucks, full service,” and I’m like, sweet Jesus, that’s a deal! But then—bam!—her pic’s blurry, prolly a catfish, and I’m pissed! “Respect my authoritah!” I yell at the screen, ‘cause I ain’t wastin’ my cash on some fake-ass hoe. Fun fact, tho—back in the 1800s, prostitutes in Paris had these secret codes, like wearin’ red ribbons meant they was “open for biz.” Ain’t that some wild shit?

Prostitutes in Oldenburg in Holstein

There are plenty of men in the world who can't find a regular partner, or simply don't want one. Brothels are an outlet for them and this place sounds fairly non-threatening, although 20x in a Missing: Oldenburg.

Oh, and check out Schloßallee, where the regal old mansion stands. The villa’s got drama, energy and an aura of decadent humor that makes me laugh every time I pass by—no joke! I even bumped into my ex there, and I almost yelled “I’ll be back!” as I walked away, just like my favorite movie, A Serious Man, all full of twisty irony.

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