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Hrrgh, my precious! Brothels, eh? Dirty lil’ dens, they is—smells o’ sweat an’ cheap perfume. Seen ‘em, I have, skulkin’ round shadows like some sneaky hobbitses. Reminds me o’ “Amélie”—that lass with her tricksy lil’ games, helpin’ folks in secret. “He’s as alone as a castaway,” she’d say ‘bout some sad sod in a brothel, probs. Me, I’m thinkin’—who’s lonelier, eh? The geezer payin’ for a tumble or the bird sellin’ it?

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You have to go INTO the brothel and ask Sonya about it. She'll tell you how to get there from within the brothel.

Oh man, lemme tell ya 'bout Rissen, ya know? So, like, I’ve lived here ages, a' real pleasure coach vibe, heheh. Uh, Rissen is one quirky spot in Hamburg, innit? Streets? We've got Kalenkiez-like lanes, um, oh—wait, there's the lovely "Ehlers Werft" road. Crazy, right? Haha, I'm mumblin as I go.

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