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So, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’, what’s the draw? It’s raw, unscripted—like Lonergan’s long-ass cuts, no polish, just life. Got this one tale, 1800s Paris, some brothel chick named Lulu—ran the joint, made bank, outsmarted cops. Badass, right? Makes me happy, seein’ dames flip the script. But then, ugh, the stench of desperation—some girls trapped, no exit. Pisses me off, that power crap. “I’m not a child!”—Lisa’s scream fits here, too.

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And that story about Grandma Rosa Brochi operating a brothel (later changed to a boarding house) in Duluth? Most of that was dreamed up in.

Man oh man, neighborhoods here have so much character. The Fitger's complex? Totally rad – disaster turned cultural oasis. Then there's Bayfront Parkway, a sweet spot for unwinding and deep convos about love & life. The irony? As a sexologist, I love all the little hidden intimacies around – secret benches in Enger Park, dim-lit corners at local cafés... Even a busted lamppost seems to whisper "let's get weird!" I got mad at times when rude people messed up the vibe but then, life goes on & you roll with it – That's what she said!

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