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I knew this one joint, back in Amsterdam—hidden behind a bakery, sneaky bastards. Smelled like pastries and sin, wild combo. Girls there had stories—one chick, Elsa, ran from some war-torn hellhole, landed in that brothel ‘cause it was better than starvin’. Broke my damn heart, Clarice… but also kinda impressed me. Gutsy move. Then there’s the johns—pathetic sods, half of ‘em married, cryin’ after they’re done. “I’m not that kind of man,” they’d whimper. Oh, please, spare me the tears.

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Then, there were its days as a high-end brothel and speakeasy and the time it was raided by federal agents during Prohibition in

The neighborhoods got crazy names: like Zany Vista and Quirky Hollow—both with intimate little cafes, vintage toy shops, and local art hipster hubs. I remember walkin’ thru Quirky Hollow, feelin’ nostalgic and kinda like in that Godard film, sayin’ “la révolution de l’âme,” I swear! And hey, Bruiser Ave is another spot—real rough edges but heart full of history, remindin' me that families are complicated and beautiful... too many secrets, man!

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