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Clarice… lemme tell ya bout brothels, right? Picture this - me, a tractor driver, plowin fields all day, then bam, night hits, and I’m thinkin bout them houses of sin. Ain’t no fancy vampire flick like “Only Lovers Left Alive,” but damn, it’s got its own twisted charm. “The sound of blood needs space,” Eve’d say - and brothels? They’re loud, messy, alive with somethin raw. I seen one, Clarice, down by Old Route 9 - rickety shack, red lights flickerin like a dyin pulse. Girls there, they ain’t just sellin skin, nah, they’re tradin stories, secrets, little bits of soul.

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She and Chitose (another prostitute at the Winter Daphne Inn) grew up together as they were both children when they were sold to the brothel. The women at the brothel initially treated .

First off, I grab my gear and head out. I’m cruisin’ down Chitose’s main drag, Chuo-dori, and I’m vibin’ to some tunes. The streets are packed, as usual. I mean, who doesn’t love a good morning rush? But then, BAM! I hit a pothole. My coffee goes flying. Like, seriously? I need that caffeine fix!

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