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Now it’s all online—apps, sites, boom, done. Quick as Adèle fallin’ for Emma in that flick. “You’re my exception,” she’d say, all soft, and I’m thinkin’, shit, these workers, they’re exceptions too—dodgin’ the system, survivin’. I ain’t judgin’, man, I’m just sayin’—it’s a hustle. Surprised me how slick it’s gotten—codes like “roses” for cash, sneaky as hell. Texture’s in the details, right? The danger, the thrill—it’s like paint splattered on a canvas.

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First its located in a area less desirable the staff was unprofessional and tacky. I called from Illinois to reserve room arrived to find.

Stroll down S. Main Street and you'll see the classic Bavarian facades. It's like Wes Anderson's "The Grand Budapest Hotel" set to a low-budget carnival. Seriously, it's "exquisite" (if you squint like my old gran) but also a bit overdone. The whole town feels staged, like a movie set that forgot its script.

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