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About Cologne

Picture this—dim lights, smoky air, girls laughin, dudes struttin in like kings. Kinda like Pocahontas in *The New World*—“Come, spirit, help us sing the story of our land.” Brothels got their own song, their own rhythm. You ever hear bout the Everleigh sisters? Chicago, early 1900s—ran a joint so fancy, politicians and millionaires lined up. Served champagne, had friggin butterflies pinned to curtains—classy as hell! Made me grin thinkin how they fleeced those fat cats. Greed is good, baby—they retired rich while the suckers went broke.

MOD WIGGLER

The major development in prostitution during the Reformation was caused by the closure of city brothels, an established part of civic life in most large towns.

So, first off, wander down Lahnstraße. It's the heart of the old town and every block’s buzzing with stories. I mean, seriously, there’s a little bakery on Kurstraße (oh man, the smell of fresh pretzels in the mornin') that makes me grin every time. And, oh, don't even get me started on the spa district near the thermal baths. Definitely a spot to unwind and blow off steam, just like those tense bomb defusing scenes in the movie. "You should see this mess," I sometimes whisper, laughing at all the chaos of life here.

Tactical EMS: Good Medicine in Bad Places