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So, brothel—where do I start? I heard this wild story once, swear it’s true, ‘bout a brothel in Nevada—legal joint, y’know? Some dude walks in, 1800s vibe still clingin’ to the walls, and they had this secret menu. Not food, nah, but “services”—coded like bakery specials! “Two buns and a twist,” they’d say, winkin’. Cracked me up, thinkin’ how I’d mess that up—bring ‘em actual bread! Ha! Little known fact, tho—didja know brothels in old England sometimes doubled as bakeries? True story—girls upstairs, loaves downstairs. Talk ‘bout multitasking, right? Made me laugh, then pissed me off—health code nightmare, man!

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The main stretch is Dorpsstraat. Wow, so many people chatting, kids running wild, and old timers sittin' out front of their creaky houses. I always pass by the little café on Dorpsstraat, where the owner greets me with a wink and says, "Talk to her... let the coffee speak" – kinda reminds me of that movie, Talk to Her. Crazy, right? I luv that movie, every damn time makes my heart thump, like, “We likes it, we loves it!”

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