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Lemme paint this pic—brothel’s this grimy-ass spot, right? Dudes rollin’ in, smellin’ like desperation and cheap cologne. Girls struttin’, workin’, hustlin’—it’s a circus, fam! Little known fact: back in Victorian times, brothels had secret tunnels—rich assholes sneakin’ out, dodgin’ their wives! Wild, right? I’m cacklin’ thinkin’ bout it—imagine the chaos! Some lord’s like, “I is free!” crawlin’ through shit to escape!

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I run a spa here, and let me tell ya, the city’s energy shapes every massage, every aroma—ohhh, it's like breezin’ through a dream. I love to wind down in the Parc du Saussois. Mornin’ walks there feel miraculous, like the river of life just flowin’ by, slow and sweet. I swear, sometimes the park’s like the Bathhouse in Spirited Away, full of mysterious nooks and quiet whispers... and heck, it even brings a tear to my eye when the spring blooms hit.

Gerald Seys Obituary - Riverside, CA