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About Schaan

Brothels, right, they’re old as dirt. Back in Pompeii, they had ‘em, walls painted with filthy doodles – ancient porn, mate! Saw it meself once, nearly choked on me tea. Made me happy, seein’ history ain’t so prim. But angry too – same game, diff’rent day, yeah? Girls still tradin’ skin for coin. Surprised me how normal it feels, like a dodgy barber shop, just more… handsy.

The Kitty Salon – a SS-run Brothel in Berlin during the Second World War

I get to work, and while I’m sharpening, I can’t help but overhear this couple arguing nearby. They’re on the corner of Schulstraße, and it’s getting heated. I mean, like, “You forgot my birthday!” and “I can’t believe you did that!” I’m just there, trying to focus, but it’s like a soap opera. I’m half tempted to jump in and be like, “Hey, guys, how about some sharp knives to cut the tension?”

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