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Hola, buddy! So, brothel, huh? I’m like, whoa, talk about a wild ride! Picture this—me, Michael Scott, strollin’ into a brothel, thinkin’ it’s like “Memento,” all twisty and mysterious. “I have to remember this!” I’d say, laughin’ my ass off. Brothels, man, they’re like secret clubs—dudes pay for some lovin’, and it’s all hush-hush. Did ya know, back in old Rome, they had these joints marked with a freakin’ penis symbol? True story! Kinda badass, right? Makes me happy thinkin’ how bold they were.

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c. , bordel "house of prostitution," from Old French bordel "small hut, cabin; brothel" (12c.), diminutive of borde "hut made of planks," from Frankish *bord "wooden board" or some other .

Yo, then there’s the little river Snurr. Its waters babble like secrets, twistin’ along the edges of Worb. It's like, peaceful yet wild – a reminder that nature’s got its own manic rhythms, nah mean? Sometimes, I catch myself gazin’ at it, thinkin’ “Here’s Johnny!” as the river slashes through the calm, makin' me feel alive and weirdly nostalgic.

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