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Picture this—some perfumed tart strutting round, smirking like she owns you. Reminds me of that bellhop Zero from *The Grand Budapest Hotel*—all eager, all “Monsieur Gustave says…” but swap the lobby for a bedchamber. Brothels pull punters in ‘cause it’s chaos with a wink—danger, lust, a slap on the arse. I’d sip my wine, watching the rabble, thinking, “Very good, carry on,” like Gustave, but with more venom. Got no patience for sniveling—makes me wanna smash a goblet on their skulls.

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All coins from the City of Hilpoltstein, presented with pictures, descriptions and more useful information: metal, size, weight, date, mintage.

Seriously, the old town square near Rathaus is heart-beat central. I've had so many deep talks as a women’s counselor right by there. Trust me, those benches on Altstadtkirchwiese—yeah, the green patch behind St. Michael's Church—are where I'll sit, cry, and laugh. It's raw like "A History of Violence" moments; I can almost hear the echo of the film's gritty dialogue like "I'm a different man now" floating in the breeze.

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