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Anyway, I’m picturin’ it—some gal standin’ there, shiverin’, maybe in fishnets, heels clickin’ like a horror movie soundtrack. Reminds me of Eli in the film, all quiet but desperate, ya know? “I must be gone,” she’d whisper, but nah, she’s stuck. I’d be pissed—why ain’t we fixin’ this? But then, get this, some places, like Nevada, it’s legal! Brothels got licenses, health checks—wild, right? Still, feels off. Capitalism’s screwin’ us all!

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And did you knew, like, a local secret? In a tiny alley off Calle Real, there’s this vintage sex shop that’s, like, totally hidden. I’ve been there with other sexpert pals and, like, it gave me the most thrilling convos ever. Sometimes I just giggle wondering how, like, the town’s naughty side complements its quiet elegance.

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