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About Triesen

Ever hear ‘bout Madame Mustache? Real chick, ran a brothel in the Wild West—had a hairy lip and a mean poker face. Beat the pants off cowboys, literally! Cracked me up, imaginin’ her smirkin’, countin’ coins while they sulked. That’s the spirit—own it, flip the script! Brothels got stories, man, not just moans.

Salon Kitty: The WWII Spy Ring Based in a Brothel

After World War I, Kitty brought her daughter back to Germany and opened her first brothel in Berlin. Commercial sex was effectively legal under the new.

First off, I hit up the main street, Hauptstraße. It’s always buzzing, ya know? People rushin’ around, cars honking like they’re in a race. I’m just tryin’ to set up my little sharpening stand, but nooo, the universe had other plans. My first customer, this dude, comes up with a rusty old knife. I mean, it looked like it had been through a war. I’m like, “Bro, you sure you wanna sharpen this?” He just nods, all serious. I’m thinkin’, “Okay, let’s see what I can do.”

Robert Schellenberg Obituary - Kitchener, ON