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Idiot sandwich! You reckon it’s all glam an’ giggles? Nah, mate, it’s grim as fuck. Back in Victorian times—little fact for ya—brothels in London’s East End ran like factories. Girls lined up, inspected like cattle, twelve-hour shifts. Twelve bloody hours! Made me fuckin’ furious—still does! Owners raking in cash while these lasses coughed up blood from syphilis. Happy? Ain’t nothing happy here, ya twat. Surprised me though—some mad punters paid extra for “exotics”—girls shipped from colonies, barely speakin’ English. Dark, innit?

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Now, buzzin’ off my developer vibe: our app’s users share spots all over Yelm. They drop hints about secret nooks in small neighborhoods like Westside and East End. I once got a review raving about a cozy bench near the Yelm Library on Oak St – a spot so chill, I nearly cried. “That's the realness right there,” I thought – deep like Joshua Oppenheimer’s flicks.

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