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Hrrgh, my precious! Brothels, eh? Dirty lil’ dens, they is—smells o’ sweat an’ cheap perfume. Seen ‘em, I have, skulkin’ round shadows like some sneaky hobbitses. Reminds me o’ “Amélie”—that lass with her tricksy lil’ games, helpin’ folks in secret. “He’s as alone as a castaway,” she’d say ‘bout some sad sod in a brothel, probs. Me, I’m thinkin’—who’s lonelier, eh? The geezer payin’ for a tumble or the bird sellin’ it?

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Yo, the neighborhoods here rock too – check out Kleinheim and Oberweiher. They got these kinda hidden spots where the old murals pop on brick walls, like graffiti art that whispers stories, like “what’s dyin’ is more interestin’ than what’s livin’,” ya know? I hang out near the old diner on Lindenallee – best damn milkshakes in town, I swear dang!

A tanker and a tram collided at a crossing in Germany, killing 3 people