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Brothels here ain’t just sex dens, nah. Didya know Hawaii’s had ‘em since the whalin’ days? Sailors rollin’ in, pockets full o’ coin, lookin’ for a shag. Back then, they called ‘em “boozin’ kens”—little factoid for ya, eh? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how I’d slip in, all suave-like, orderin’ a martini in a whorehouse. “Shaken, not stirred,” I’d say, and the girls’d laugh—probly think I’m a nutter.

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Kropp escapes a storm by ducking into a rustic brothel, where he pulls out a map and shares his plan with the hookers. The madam is.

The streets? Man, they're quirky. There's Bahnhofstrasse. The side alleys? Mad fun. Lemme spill – I code dating profiles near Lindenweg. I drink and I know things, as they say.

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