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Well, hey there, sugar! Y’all caught me, Dolly, playin’ The Auctioneer today—gonna spin ya a yarn ‘bout brothels with my sweet Tennessee twang! Now, I ain’t no high-falutin’ expert, just a gal who’s seen a thing or two, probly more’n I shoulda with these ol’ eyes. Brothels, huh? Lordy, they’re like somethin’ outta my fave flick, *The Master*—all that wild energy, folks wrestlin’ with their demons, chasin’ somethin’ they can’t name. “Man is not an animal!”—that’s what Lancaster Dodd’d holler, but honey, in a brothel? Shoot, we’re all animals, struttin’ ‘round like peacocks in heat!

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With prostitution outlawed, it took many creative loopholes to keep brothels in operation. The specific language of the Anti-Prostitution Law.

Then, I decided to check out the Minabe Shrine. It’s got this vibe, ya know? Super peaceful. I’m there, trying to meditate, but my phone keeps buzzing. It’s my buddy, texting me about some drama. I’m like, “Dude, I’m trying to zen out here!”

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