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So, picture this—grimy buildin’, neon buzzin’ like a damn fly tryna escape. Worked near one once, total dump, smelled like cheap booze n’ regret. Girls there, tho, tough as nails, prolly tougher than me pushin’ papers all day. Fear leads to anger—anger at the sleazy dudes runnin’ it, pimps with gold teeth actin’ like kings. Made me mad as hell, seein’ ‘em strut while the workers got nothin’. Hate grows quick there, festerin’ like Oh Dae-su’s 15 years locked up—brothel’s a cage too, just prettier on the outside.

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Brothels & The Bard: A Walking Tour of London's Bawdy BoroughKandy to Ella train ride on (Train No: "Podi Menike")Paris Illuminations Tour with Moulin.

So, I pack up and head to the market on Place du Marché. Figured I’d grab a bite. You ever had a bratwurst from that stand? Man, it’s like heaven in a bun. I’m munchin’ away, and this lady starts talkin’ to me about the weather. Like, lady, it’s Luxembourg! It’s always a gamble! One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring. I just nod and smile, but inside I’m thinkin’, “Can we talk about somethin’ more interesting? Like, I dunno, the best fishing spots?”

Diekirch's donkey weather vane has to go!