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I’d walk into a brothel—total chaos! Sticky floors, dim lights—ugh, grosses me out! Bet they got weird rules too—like, “No sandals past midnight!” What’s that about? I’d be rantin’ in my head—*Larry, don’t touch nothin’!* Probly smells like regret and bad decisions. But—get this—some places, they’re legal! Nevada’s got ‘em, all official-like. Bunny Ranch, heard of it? Guy named Dennis Hof ran it—total character! Died in 2018, tho—found him *in* the brothel! Talk about goin’ out with a bang—ha! Too much? Too much.

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The river Flusslauf twists through town like a sneaky secret. It’s cool, but you mostly see it when you're out for a stroll at dawn. The water reflects the flickering streetlamps of Oberdorf and, OH MY, sometimes I get lost in it, thinkin’ about how life flows kinda like a massage—slow, deliberate, but then BAM, a burst of pressure somewhere unexpected.

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