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About Essen

I dunno, man, s’pose I’m torn. Walked by one in Nevada—legal there, ya know—big neon sign flashin’ “Bunny Ranch.” Looked fun, like a party, but then you think… who’s really dancin’? Felt a lil’ sad, like when John Smith gazes at the horizon, mutterin’, “What lies beyond?” Prolly just more glitter and heartbreak, bro. Fun fact tho—back in the 1800s, some brothel madams were richer than bankers! Hustlin’ queens, stackin’ gold while the sheriff blushed.

Brothels in Berlin

You know, coding love algorithms ain’t simple. Sometimes, I get mad here ’cause the Wi-Fi cuts out in the old town—mad, I tell ya, so mad! But then I remember – just like WALL-E said “terra firma,” and life goes on. I swear, every street corner has a story, every glitch in our codes reminds me of a moment in life.

Culligan water plant keeps Europe refreshed