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So, check this—brothels been around forever, right? Like, way back in Pompeii, they found one froze in ash, walls painted with dirty lil’ pictures. Freaky, huh? Makes me wonder—what’d them Roman fellas tip with, coins or goats? I’d be pissed if I jumped outta a plane for that! But real talk, brothels ain’t just sex dens—they’re history, y’all. In the Old West, madams ran towns! Owned land, bribed sheriffs—badass bitches, I tell ya. Makes me happy thinkin’ some gal outsmarted them drunk cowboys. “You just keep talkin’, honey,” like Shosanna’d say, plottin’ her revenge.

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Then there's the urban river – the Lange Wetering (yep, that's it) slitherin' right by some neighborhoods. I never knew a city with a twist like that. Its waters hush my busy mind. And a group of my clients once told me, "Dude, you're the real Jesse James," in that noir whisper kinda style. I was like, “yaaaas!” though it sounds absurd sometimes.

Figure 7. Zoetermeer Crematorium, view from the side (2006)