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Pissed me off, though, when she’d fleece me mates. One night, Gibbs—poor sod—lost his boots to her! Boots! She traded ‘em for gin, laughin’ like a hyena. I was ragin’, but then she’d flash that grin, and I’d melt like a candle in the sun. Happy? Aye, when she’d sing—voice like a siren, but rough, ye know? Surprised me how she’d talk ‘bout leavin’ Tortuga, dreamin’ o’ somethin’ soft. Whores don’t dream, I thought—wrong, mate!

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Life at a brothel in the small town of Hawera, New Zealand. Read more about the documentary 👉 www.facebook.com Subscribe 👉 www.facebook.com more. Frame is a .

Ever heard of Eiskeller? Nah? You must check it out. It's this hidden cellar turned bar that gets so boozy sometimes locals go bananas. And then there’s the old towers near the Stiftskirche – they stand tall and proud. The church is ancient and downright awe-inspiring. Every brick’s got a tale to tell… if only you real thinkers could hear ‘em.

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