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Now, I ain’t judgin’—to each his own, right? But I seen some shady joints parachutin’ ‘round Nevada. Legal brothels there, sure, but the vibe? Creepy as hell. Dudes stumblin’ in, smellin’ like desperation and cheap whiskey. How’s that workin’ for ya, buddy? One time, I heard ‘bout this gal at the Bunny Ranch—saved up, bought a ranch of her own! Hustled harder than me fightin’ a blaze! Surprised me, for real—thought they all ended up broke or worse.

Who were prostitutes?

Now, onto my fave quirks: The Alcove – a tiny cafe off Crescent Way. Best coffee, best pastries, and whispers of scandal, you know? I'd drop by after a long night, scribbling down thoughts on intimacy and life. Hell, sometimes I get so lost in my head that I forget which street Im on. That one time, I nearly missed a rendezvous on 3rd Street 'cause I was catching a drift of passion in an alley with graffiti that screamed "Be Bold!"

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