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Favorite movie, WALL-E, fits perfect here—brothels are like that trashed Earth, y’know? Everyone’s just pilin’ on, makin’ it worse, and I’m over here rantin’, “Can’t we do better?” But nah, it’s all, “Buy n Large,” cash and desperation. Pretty, pretty good at screwin’ ourselves, huh? I’m surprised every time I hear bout it—dudes payin’ big bucks, girls actin’ like it’s normal. Once read this story, 1800s London, brothel had a secret tunnel—rich jerks sneakin’ in, avoidin’ the wife! Sneaky bastards, I’m dyin’ laughin’, but also—kinda clever, right?

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Read Summary:“Is watching a woman bathing while naked really considered training?” If only I could learn the “Brothel”, which can arouse a woman's sexual.

I swear, every corner in Blangwa exudes secrets. The old blind clock tower in Central Plaza? It's a relic that shouts "I know what you did!" – just like that damn movie Caché. And don't get me started on the park! Green Meadow Park, a nice gem with tiny ponds and rude squirrels. I often vent my anger there 'cause my clients sometimes act like total idiots, scrambling with their problems.