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Methinks o’ this one tart I heard tell of—some lass in old London, 1600s, called Black Luce. Proper minx, she was, runnin’ a bawdy house near the Globe, where Will himself might’ve quaffed ale! Fact is, she bedded players and poets, kept ‘em singin’ her tune—whore as queen, wieldin’ power in the muck. Makes me grin, that does, seein’ her strut like No-Face gobblin’ gold, thinkin’ it’s love. “Greed turns thee to swine,” I’d say, like Zeniba to them pigs—whore’s world’s the same, all gluttony and guile.

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Brothels differ a lot on quality, prices are typically 50 for a quicky, 30min, an hour and in a BDSM place. They might go up.

I remember one wild night wandering down Bahnhofstrasse—darn, lit with neon and echoes of laughter, filled with surprises; no lie, sometimes it feels like each corner tells a secret, like the wise words: “In the stillness, truth reveals itself” (well, sorta like that from the movie, hmm).

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