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Brothels, right, been around since Roman times, *lupanaria* they called ‘em, wolf dens, proper saucy. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of some toga-clad geezer, coins jinglin’, off for a quick *shag*. Fast forward, Victorian London, mate, thousands of ‘em, hidden in plain sight - posh gents sneakin’ in, top hats and all. Little known fact, yeah, some had secret tunnels, escape routes for when the coppers came knockin’. Wild, eh?

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Oschatz, man, it’s a patchwork of surprises! I stroll down Marktstraße, and wow, the vibrant energy there just zaps me every time! I mean, it's like every brick and window hides secrets – secrets of love, despair, and triumph. Not to mention the life lessons I catch daily as a women's counselor, ya know? Being here makes me see just how resilient the spirit can be. There’s this little park by Wittenbergstrasse – nope, not a famous one, just a humble gem – where I used to sit with my notepad and spill out life’s confusions. I even had a couple of laughs with some remarkable souls there. Crazy, right?

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