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I heard this wild tale once—some miner in Nevada, 1800s, traded his last nugget for a night there. Next mornin’, dude’s broke but smilin’! True story, swear it! Makes me giggle, like, who does that? Me, I’d rather climb rocks, but that’s hilarous, right? Oh, and get this—brothels got secret tunnels sometimes! For sneaky getaways! How cool’s that? I’d totally explore ‘em, yellin’, “Hi-diddly-ho, where’s the exit?!”

Former madam reveals what really goes on inside a brothel

Hey, listen up, buddy—so, lemme tell ya 'bout Cuesmes, okay? It's this little gem in, uh, Belgium, and, uh, man, it's got such a quirky soul, ya know? I been livin' here for years, and lemme say, it's like "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" come to life—ah, the memories! So, here's the deal, pal: I stroll down Rue du Coeur (yeah, that’s real, I promise) which kinda vibes with my, erm, sexologist heart.

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