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Fear leads to anger—pissed me off once, this story, guy gets robbed blind by a madam, 1800s London, hid his gold in her corset! Sneaky bitch. Laughed my ass off tho—dude deserved it, flashin’ cash like a king. Brothels ain’t just sex, nah, it’s power, chaos, a fuckin’ theater. “What makes me me?” Oscar mutters—shit, in a brothel, who knows? Everyone’s playin’ a part—johns, whores, even the damn walls.

Brothel opens doors in Dannevirke

A brothel in one of Dannevirke's most distinguished buildings, near churches, dance studios and education centres, is a galling prospect for some locals.

Then I head over to the park on the corner of Gordon St. It’s a chill spot, but today? It’s packed. Kids are runnin’ around, and there’s this old dude feeding the ducks. I swear, he’s got a whole loaf of bread. I’m thinkin’, “Bro, save some for the rest of us!” But then, I see this kid trip and fall right into the duck pond. I can’t help but laugh. Like, classic! The ducks are quacking like they’re in a horror movie.

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