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I reckon brothels got a bad rap, y’know? Folks whisper ‘bout ‘em like they’re dens of sin, but me, I see ‘em diffrent—kinda like a stage where life plays out raw. I heard tell of this one joint, back in Nevada, legal as Sunday church but twice as fun—called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Them gals there, they ain’t just sellin’ a tumble, they’re givin’ lonely souls a lil’ warmth. Made me happy, thinkin’ ‘bout that—some cowboy, hat in hand, findin’ a smile he ain’t had in years. But lord, it burns me up too—them high-and-mighty types judgin’ them girls! Ain’t nobody perfect, ‘cept maybe my wigs, ha!

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At the window of the brothel, Suzu looked in the direction of the Hare Gate. In the midst of the chaotic city, dusk was already falling. "They'll be okay, as.

So, I roll over to the job site. It’s this old warehouse near the Shisui River. You know, the one that’s been there since forever? I’m all pumped to blast away the grime. But then, I see it. A bunch of kids playing near the site. Like, seriously? Can’t they find a better spot? I’m about to go full-on grumpy old man, but then I remember my own childhood. I used to run wild too. So, I chill out.

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