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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, brothel, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that joint gets me. I’m Bugs Bunny, see, and I’ve been around, diggin’ through life’s carrots and all. Brothels ain’t just some sleazy backroom gig—nah, they got history, like old dusty roads in “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia.” You know, “the wind carries the dust away,” and brothels? They carry stories, doc, weird ones.

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Now, sometimes I be mad, oh, mad at the slow pace, but then my heart blazes with joy watching kids play near the Uetersen Spielplatz, on humble Murkenweg near the old town sign—such simple joys! And listen, a secret, precious one—hidden behind the market square, near Rathausplatz, there's a tiny café, quirky as a hobbit’s hidey-hole, with the best cocoa and wicked smiles. I loove it, even when I storm off for counseling sessions, it brings me cheers, yesss!

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