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So, picture this—Hannibal Lecter strollin in. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d purr, sizin up the clientele. Some greasy dude in the corner—prolly tastes like regret. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. They’re history lessons—did ya know ancient Pompeii had em? Lupanar, they called it—walls scratched with dirty reviews. “Thais screws like a beast”—true story, carved right in! Makes me chuckle, them old pervs.

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Rewrite that story? Nah, let me hit you with it from Drake Park next. Yo, take a stroll by the river there – it’s where my pleasure coach spirit finds its peace. Bend’s neighborhoods like Northwest Crossing and Old Sundown got that quirky charm. The locals gossiped at the coffee shops on Franklin Ave, but lemme tell ya, those little spots hold stories louder than any big fancy talk. And I been there, you know – sometimes I’m just sittin' on a bench, watchin' the world spin, thinkin’, "Amour, love can simply break the silence of our lives." Shit, that movie got me reelin’ sometimes.

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