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Still, it’s a meat market. Dudes struttin’ like roosters, cash in hand. Makes me mad—where’s the dignity? I’d rather wrestle a bear than pay for that. Reminds me of *Her* again—“The past is just a story we tell ourselves.” Brothels sell ya a story, alright. A quick, dirty one. Hate the phoniness. But—get this—some joints got secret tunnels back in the day. Prohibition times, cops raiding, whores sneakin’ out. Kinda badass, if ya ask me. Laughed my ass off picturin’ it.

Ya gotta see it, man. Not stuck in any one mood – it’s a jumble of emotion streets, feel me? So when you come, be ready for surprises. Enjoy the little streets, the hidden nooks, and even the loud noises that break the peace sometimes. Because if you let it, Hœnheim tells you its true tale, over an herbal tea, a massage, or even in a random stray cat purr.

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