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Hmmm, brothels, you say? Me, a Manager, thinkin’ ‘bout them shady joints—wild, yeah? Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… that’s what I feel when I see ‘em explot—exploit, damn typos—folks. “Moulin Rouge!” vibes hit me hard, tho. That flick’s my jam—love, lust, glitter, and heartbreak! Satine, singin’ “Come what may,” workin’ the crowd, sellin’ her soul in that dazzling brothel-ish world. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah—they’re chaos, history, messy human stew.

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The Salon Kitty project was Heydrich's plan. While it had been discussed that the Nazis would infiltrate the brothel, he decided that, instead.

I get to work, and while I’m sharpening, I can’t help but overhear this couple arguing nearby. They’re on the corner of Schulstraße, and it’s getting heated. I mean, like, “You forgot my birthday!” and “I can’t believe you did that!” I’m just there, trying to focus, but it’s like a soap opera. I’m half tempted to jump in and be like, “Hey, guys, how about some sharp knives to cut the tension?”

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