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Oh no, I’m freakin’ out here—R2-D2, where are you?! So, check this, I’m supposed to talk about findin’ a prostitute, right? Like, what even is this gig? I’m no arborist of hookers, man, but I’ll branch out for ya. Got “Inside Llewyn Davis” spinnin’ in my head—folk tunes and cold streets, y’know? Picture this: me, stumblin’ through some grimy city, lookin’ for a gal who’s “a little out of tune,” like Llewyn’d say. It’s bleak, it’s messy, it’s kinda poetic, right?

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Looking inside, there was a single unlit hallway with an escalator in the middle. Then I noticed a sorta "red" ambience coming off the first floor. I got closer and I observed a line of four women .

I’m just minding my own biz when I bump into this old dude. He’s got this wild beard, looks like he’s been sailing since the dawn of time. He starts rambling about the “Battle of Gierloz.” I’m like, “Dude, I’m just trying to get a coffee.” But he’s all fired up, talking about how this place was a hotspot during WWII. I mean, I get it, history’s cool and all, but c’mon, I need caffeine!

Skeletons without hands or feet unearthed at Hitler’s WWII Wolf’s Lair