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Oh, and the slang - “knocking shop,” that’s what we call ‘em, proper British, makes me smirk. Sarcasm time: “Oh, what a noble trade,” haha, but really, it’s a grind, a hustle. *The Hurt Locker* again, “you’re a wild man,” that’s me, ponderin’ brothels over a pint. Quirky thought - wonder if they’d let me bring me Latin dictionary, bore the girls with *”carpe diem”* chat.

Club Forest Bar in Plover

Although the bar's brothel and gangster days are long over, they believe the building is haunted by a spirit from this era. They claim the bar.

Now, the local neighborhoods, eh, they cure the mundane. Over at downtown there's a mix of retro vibes and modern flair. Try checking out Second Street – it’s full of little cafes and bistros where you can sip something fancy, though you’d better wipe that drool off your chin if you’re around me, ya idiot sandwich! And don’t get me started on the artsy corners near Lake Street. My spa customers swear it's magical here – people love to talk about it.

‘Peeps’ exhibit opens Wednesday at Stevens Point art museum