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Picture this: dim lanterns, sweaty sheets, girls giggling or faking it. I’ve stumbled into a few—pure research, mind ya! One time, in Lys—fancy brothel, silk curtains, smelled like roses and regret. This lass, right, had a tattoo of a kraken—said it was her pimp’s mark. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Who brands a girl like cattle? But she winked, said, “I outlast ‘em all.” Tough as nails, that one—gleaning her own survival.

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Paradise is a brothel in Stuttgart. It’s one of Germany’s “mega-brothels” and, like a lot of those establishments, it has a Moroccan theme. Picture a Sultan’s palace crossed with a Premier Inn.

First off, I wake up late. Like, super late. Alarm? What alarm? I jump outta bed, throw on my boots, and head out. I’m thinkin’ I’ll grab a coffee at that little spot on Strada 1 Decembrie. You know the one? The barista there is a legend. But guess what? They’re outta coffee! Like, how do you run outta coffee in the morning? I’m already fuming.