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Ain’t all doom, tho—some of ‘em choose it, own it, flip the script. Power moves, baby! But the stench of desperation? That lingers, like a bad cut in Lynch’s edit bay. I’d burn it down if I could—well, nah, too dramatic, even for me. Ha! Point is, brothels are a trip—messy, raw, human as fuck. “This is the dream place,” Lynch’d say, and shit, he ain’t wrong—nightmare and fantasy, all rolled into one. Whatchu think, fam? Crazy, right?

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I still remember strollin’ along River Twirl (yeah, that winding, playful river – kinda like a sneaky twist of Memento’s time loops, “We all need a reminder of our past!” – but you get it, man) while thinkin’ about how every corner of this city lets your inner self roam free. And hey, don’t even get me started on Silver Park – a lush, chill oasis where folks spill secrets and share wild stories, much like my sexology sessions that always leave me with more than just a grin.

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