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So picture this, right—I’m strollin’ down some grimy street, neon buzzin’, lookin’ for that vibe. Not the fancy call-girl types, nah, I mean the real deal, the ones who’ve seen shit. Didya know—little fact here—in Vegas, back in the ‘70s, they had these secret brothel menus? Like orderin’ a burger, but with handcuffs! Wild, right? Makes me laugh, thinkin’ some dude’s like, “Gimme the special, extra sauce!” Anyway, I’m walkin’, and this chick—legs for days—catches my eye. She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’, lookin’ bored as hell. “What’s your time worth?” I ask, slow, curious-like. She smirks, “More than your watch, pops.”

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so, buckle up, mate! Wegscheid ain't just a dot on the map but a living, breathing poem. every cobble, every breeze, every quirky corner speaks to me, and i hope you catch some of that magic when you visit. remember, "we were both young when i first saw you, and now i'm lost in the city lights" – a lil tribute to slower, honest days. catch ya later, and don’t forget to explore every funky street and secret nook. peace!

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