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Favorite bit? This one chick, swear she’s Mal—floatin’ through, eyes like knives. “You’re waiting for a train,” she purrs, and I’m thinkin’, “Train to where, love?” She’s playin’ me, and I’m hooked—surprised me, got me grinniing. Brothels got that edge, mate—danger, thrill, a right laugh. Ever tried hagglin’ there? Don’t. They’ll eat ya alive—learned that the hard way, fuckin’ embarrassing.

Roman Brothel-Imperial Era (Dufour.)

I live here, in this beast of a city. Imperial’s streets have a vibe, raw and real. Take Liberty Lane – its neon signs flicker like secret whispers in the night. And then there's Meridian Blvd. – crowdy during the day, a playground of stories by dusk. Trust me, even as a sexologist, I see layers others miss… like those hurried handshakes between lovers on 5th East.

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