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So, I’m thinkin’, back in the 1800s, these places popped up like weeds in Wild West towns. Miners, outlaws, even posh blokes sneakin’ in—everyone’s got urges, right? Little known fact: some madams, like this chick Belle Brezing, ran brothels so fancy they had chandeliers n’ velvet! Imagine me strollin’ in, smirkin’, “Every man’s got his price,” tossin’ coins like I own the joint. Posh as hell, but still gritty—love that clash, gets me giddy!

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So, I duck into this little shop on The Square. It’s packed with all sorts of knick-knacks. I’m browsing, trying to dry off, when I spot this old lady. She’s haggling over a wool sweater. I mean, it’s like watching a slow-motion train wreck. She’s all, “I’m not paying that much!” and the shopkeeper’s like, “Lady, it’s hand-knitted!” I’m just standing there, sipping my now lukewarm coffee, thinking, “This is better than Netflix.”

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