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Brothels, ugh, stinks of sweat and cheap perfume! Saw one lass, barely 18, cryin’ in the corner—broke me shriveled heart, it did! We hates it! Made me mad, wanna claw somethin’! Owner’s a fat git, countin’ coins, laughin’—hope he chokes on ‘em! Little secret, precious—heard some brothels got tunnels, sneaky escapes for rich fools. True or not, sounds wicked cool!

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I gotta mention the river, la Rivière du Bec, which cuts through the city. Some say it’s magical. I’ve seen it shimmer under the streetlights on a foggy night, remindin’ me of the fragility of time – wild, right? It’s like, “Life, death, and all that existential crap!” And honestly, sometimes my profession as a pleasure coach leaves me spinnin’ in thought. I see the beauty in the chaos, the passion in the mundane.

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