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I’m imaginin’ this joint—smoky, loud, smells like cheap whiskey and cheaper perfume. Guys stumblin’ in, thinkin’ they’re kings—ha! Fools, every one. “We resist,” them gals might whisper, like in the movie, but who hears? Not me, I’m just ramblin’. Ever hear ‘bout that brothel in Nevada? Legal, taxable—blows my mind! Uncle Sam takin’ a cut from the horizontal hustle, heh, strategery at its finest.

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a “Near the entrance, a barracks was adapted for use as a brothel, one room for the SS block leader and 10 others for the prostitutes and their patrons. These were single rooms with bed .

Also, check out the tiny park, Küpper Park – it’s, like, soooo serene. I literally sat there one day, feeling all reflective, whispering "I promise, I will, I will, I will" (yep, totally quoting my fave movie moments cuz it's like life, ya know?) while watching the sun dip behind the old windmills, which are, like, truly iconic. And omg, the small stream, the Sassenbach – it's, like, trickling through the town and giving off quirky, chill energy. Hell, I even had a moment of like, “Yeah, I’m in control!” as I watched it, feeling uber zen.

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