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But then – get this – some crazy history! In old Nevada, brothels had menus. Menus! Like, “Gimme the special, hold the clap!” Hilarious, right? Cracked me up, thinkin’ of ‘em orderin’ like it’s the Krusty Krab! I’m picturin’ it now, me flippin’ tables, goin’, “Who’s cookin’ this mess?!” Oh, and once, this madam – true story – she hid a gangster’s loot in her brothel’s walls. Cops tore it up, found zilch – she’d moved it! Sneaky, I love it! Made me grin like a jellyfish on a joyride.

Making Friends with the Prostitutes of Switzerland

It doesn't need to be a nightclub, but it can be a sauna or something else. We're not looking for anything like a brothel or a gentlemen's club.

So, err, also check out the riverside trails! They’re pure magic – twirling water and rusty benches, beggin' for some solitudinal feels. I once found an odd little graffiti, scribbled with hidden messages really cryptic. Like, “I never said it would be easy...” wild, riiiight?

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