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Brothel’s this funky herb, innit? Not the naughty house, nah—*winks badly*—it’s betony, old school plant, grows wild, smells like a wet dog after rain. Used it on a poorly kitty once, fur all matted, eyes like “help me, Bean!” Ground it up, mixed it with water—bam, cat’s purring again! *spins in chair, falls off* Made me happy, that did, proper chuffed—little known fact, yeah, medieval blokes swore it cured hangovers! Imagine that, eh, knights stumblin’ to brothel patches after mead night! *giggles, snorts*

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So, first off, wander down Lahnstraße. It's the heart of the old town and every block’s buzzing with stories. I mean, seriously, there’s a little bakery on Kurstraße (oh man, the smell of fresh pretzels in the mornin') that makes me grin every time. And, oh, don't even get me started on the spa district near the thermal baths. Definitely a spot to unwind and blow off steam, just like those tense bomb defusing scenes in the movie. "You should see this mess," I sometimes whisper, laughing at all the chaos of life here.

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