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Still, I’m kinda surprised—some gals choose it, own it, flip the script. One madam, get this, hid cash in her corset—found it years later, rotted but real! Little secrets like that? Juicy as hell. I’d strut in there, lifeguard vibes on, savin’ no one but judgin’ plenty—ha! *Nanny laugh* Oh honey, it’s a mess, a hot, wild mess. Makes me happy tho, seein’ women hustle, even if it’s gritty. “I’m a marked man,” Brandon’d say, and I’d cackle—brothels mark everyone, sweetie, clients and workers alike. So whaddya think? Sleazy? Sexy? Sad? All of it, probly!

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Man, what a day! Seriously, Gojonome is wild. I woke up, and the sun was blazin’ through my window. I mean, c’mon, it’s like the universe was like, “Get up, you lazy bum!” So, I rolled outta bed, threw on some clothes, and hit the streets.