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About Essen

Oi, mate, gather round, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—half-man, full wit, y’know, “I drink and I know things.” So, brothel, eh? Been thinkin’ bout them lately, them houses of negotiable affection. Picture this: dusty road, tumbleweeds rollin’, like somethin’ outta “No Country for Old Men”—my fave flick, reckon it’s the bleak vibe, suits a brothel tale. Them girls, they’re like Llewelyn Moss, dodgin’ fate, but with corsets and a wink. Coin toss, heads or tails, you’re in or out—life’s a gamble there, innit?

Lured to Germany under false pretences

To understand how brothels came to be introduced in Nazi concentration camps, we first need to understand the history of the camp system, its organization, and the role that prisoner labor .

Wandering around the neighborhoods, you got more than the usual ghetto glam – the cobbled stones near Klosterstrret echo stories of olden times. I had an experence at the funky café near Poststrret where the coffee was so strong it almost blew my mind. Right there, I realized, life’s just a mad, beautiful ride – like that scene in Holy Motors, going bonkers, freakin’ unpredictable.

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