Lydia Dannevirke Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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What else? Oh! In da Wild West, brothels sometimes doubled as hospitals—crazy, right? Girls nursin’ cowboys back to health, then back to… well, ya know. I’m chucklin’ thinkin’ ‘bout it, like, “Dat’s one helluva multitaskin’!” Kinda like me, liftin’ weights, eatin’ protein, and talkin’ radio—all at once! I’m Arnold, baby, I don’t stop! But serious, dese places, dey got soul, history, even if folks look down on ‘em. I’m like, “Let’s give ‘em respect, like a good cigar!”—dat’s my motto.

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No evidence has been found to suggest more crime around brothels, and to suggest a link between a brothel catering for gay men and paedophilia.

First off, I’m cruisin’ down High St, just vibin’, when I spot this massive snake slithering across the road. Like, what the heck? I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you’re gonna get squished!” So, I do my thing, right? I cast a little spell, and boom! The snake just freezes. I’m feelin’ like a wizard or somethin’. But then, outta nowhere, a car comes barreling down. I’m like, “Noooo!” I wave my hands, and the snake just... vanishes. Poof! Gone. I’m left standing there like an idiot, and the driver just stares at me. Awkward.

Remembering soldiers who settled after World War I near Dannevirke