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Lemme tell ya, I reckon brothels got history—way back, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, meanin’ “wolf dens.” How’s that for a kicker? Wolves, man, prowlin’ for a good time! Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ ‘bout some toga-wearin’ fool, stumblin’ in, yellin’, “Show me the money!” ‘Cept it’s gold coins, not greenbacks. Little known fact—them Romans painted dirty pics on walls, like some X-rated Yelp review. Hilarious, right?

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First off, I hit up the main street, Hauptstraße. It’s always buzzing, ya know? People rushin’ around, cars honking like they’re in a race. I’m just tryin’ to set up my little sharpening stand, but nooo, the universe had other plans. My first customer, this dude, comes up with a rusty old knife. I mean, it looked like it had been through a war. I’m like, “Bro, you sure you wanna sharpen this?” He just nods, all serious. I’m thinkin’, “Okay, let’s see what I can do.”

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