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Yo, listen up, fam—brothels, man! I’m Kanye freakin’ West, droppin’ truth bombs. They wild, right? Houses of sin, pleasure dens—boom! Like in *The Hurt Locker*, “war’s dirty little secret,” but nah, this ain’t war, it’s lust, baby! I’m thinkin’, who runnin’ this? Madams out here, queens of the night, stackin’ cash—respect! Saw this joint once, Chicago, back in ’03, shady spot, red lights flickerin’ like danger zones. “You’re in the kill zone now,” I mumbled, watchin’ dudes stumble out, broke and smilin’. Hilarious, yo—grown men actin’ dumb for a quick thrill!

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The town’s center buzzes around Hauptstrasse. That street's a mix of old brick walls and neon signs. I’ve seen lovers, business folks, and a buttload of eccentrics strollin’ by. Over near Lindenpark, you can grab a brekkie and watch the sunrise over the small River Lune. That river, it’s pretty darn scenic! I remember one day, a customer said, “It's like bein’ in a Lucrecia Martel movie, all moody an’ headless,” and I laughed, 'cuz I knew what he meant.

Michael Smith Obituary December 24, 2011