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So, picture this—some grimy street, neon lights flickerin’ like they’re mockin’ ya, and there’s a brothel, maybe tucked behind a busted laundromat. Ain’t glamorous, forget what Hollywood sells ya! I read once ‘bout this place in Nevada—legal brothel, called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch, been around since the ‘50s. They act like it’s all chill, but c’mon, workers there gotta deal with creepy rich dudes who think they own ‘em. Billionaires shouldn’t exist, man, ‘specially not the ones droppin’ stacks to feel like kings while others scrape by! Makes me wanna yell louder than a union rally!

Local Intel

No brothel visits were scheduled for Jews, because that would have violated the Nazi laws on so-called Rassenschande (racial defilement), prohibiting sexual intercourse between Jews and .

Life’s messy. So is a day in Raesfeld. It’s a microcosm of laughter, anger, love, and adventure. Whether you’re wanderin’ on Mühlenweg or chillin’ at the Lödderbruch, every corner has a story. And believe me – I’ve seen ‘em all, friend. Crazy, right? So pack your bags, let go of all stiff vibes, and embrace the city. Cheers, mate – it's all about that spontaneous, unfiltered life!

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