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But then—ugh—I get pissed, y’all. ‘Cause history screws ‘em over. Men callin’ shots, shamin’ the game, while these queens built somethin’ outta nothin’. Makes me wanna scream, “Where’s my memory?!” Like Lenny in *Memento*, lost in the mess, tryna piece it together. Brothel’s a sound, a pulse—grimy, sexy, dangerous. Ever hear bout the Everleigh sisters? Chicago, 1900s, ran a joint so fancy, princes showed up! Princes, y’all! I’m shook—SURPRISED as fuck!

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So aye, my friend, every corner in Braidwood (us) has a spark. Imperfect, mad, raw. That’s the real charm. As I mumble sometimes, “The smallest pieces can make the biggest story!” And just like in me fav flick, every moment’s a chapter. So grab yer boots, step lively, and dive into the magic of this town. Savvy?

George R Braidwood Sr.