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Oh, and the decor? Tacky af—red velvet, mirrors everywhere. Felt like a porno funhouse. Little known fact: Nevada’s got legal ones, but they’re still shady af. I’m dying at how extra it all is—like, who chooses this life? “We’re all hurtling toward death,” but these girls are hustling hard first. Respect, kinda. Anyway, brothel’s a trip—messy, loud, and I’m here for it!

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I get to Falkirk, and I’m already sweating bullets. I rush to meet my client at a café on the High Street. It’s called The Coffee Mill, and honestly, it’s a cute spot. But I’m late, and my client, Mrs. McGregor, is not the patient type. She’s a lovely lady, but when she’s mad, you can feel the heat from a mile away.

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