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So, check it—I heard this story, swear to God, back in Jersey, some cathouse got raided, but the madam? She’s slippin’ cops cannoli and cash! They let her slide, every time! Little known fact, huh? Cops eatin’ gabagool while the girls work! Fuckin’ wild, makes me laugh, but pisses me off too—crooked bastards! I’m like, “Who’s runnin’ this show?” Ya got these chicks, some forced, some choosin’ it—either way, they’re hustlin’. Reminds me, in *Moolaadé*, “The past is not a chain.” They’re breakin’ free, sorta, but not really, ya feel me?

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Although the bar's brothel and gangster days are long over, they believe the building is haunted by a spirit from this era. They claim the bar.

Also, don’t expect polished perfection everywhere – haven’t you noticed, you clumsy duck? Some parts of the town are rough around the edges. There’s that one greasy diner on Main Street that even I’d pass on – unless you fancy greasy food that sticks to your soul. I can’t help but laugh when I think of it; it’s so predictably terrible.

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