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So, I’m thinkin—brothels are businesses, man! They rake in millions—legal ones in Nevada pull 50 mil a year, easy. Greed fuels it, and I’m all for that. Some chick in Amsterdam’s Red Light told me she made 10 grand a month—tax-free, baby! Beats flippin burgers, right? I was stoked hearin that—pure hustle! But then ya got the dark side—pisses me off when pimps screw over the girls. Exploitation ain’t my style—profit, sure, but not that slime.

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The Rex Museum. Once a brothel and later a grocery, the museum building houses exhibits detailing a wide swath of local history.

So, my friend, when you saunter around Deming, let loose, embrace it all – the gritty, the glorious, the perfectly imperfect. Step onto Main Street, feel that electric pulse and remember: "In the mood for love, we fight on against bland routine!" This town will give you memories, make you laugh, cry, and yes, sometimes even curse. But it’s our town, our home – chaotic, colorful and unpretentiously real.

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