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So, this one time, right, heard a yarn—some geezer in Amsterdam’s red-light district, 1800s, paid in chickens! Actual cluckers for a shag! Mental, eh? Shows ya, brothel’s been bonkers forever. Makes me chuffed, like, history’s got my back. But then—argh!—this punter’s haggling like it’s a bloody car boot sale. Winds me up, mate! ‘You don’t barter at Tesco, do ya?!’ I’m fuming, but gotta keep it profesh—‘Customer’s always king,’ yeah?

Last Building At Infamous Mustang Ranch Brother Goes Up In Flames

(AP) _ The last remaining building on the grounds where the infamous Mustang Ranch brothel once stood went up in flames Sunday. The room, 20,square-foot.

Bruv, I tell ya – my job’s given me a peek into the odd soul lives of peeps around here. You wouldn’t believe me when I say, I’ve heard secrets that’d make your head spin! One time, some fella shared his life-long love for “The White Ribbon” – “I don’t know why, it’s like crack, man” – a line that stuck with me. I always chuckle, like “Aiiight, but is it art or somethin’ else?” – his musings soundin' all deep and shite.

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