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Oh, and typos—fuckin’ hate perfect typin’, so heres 14 for ya: brotel, greed, sexx, mony, gladiatr, whres, cashh, powr, fuckd, lustt, profitt, ass, booz, rushh. There, sloppy as a brothel floor! Anyway, mate, that’s my take—greed is good, brothels prove it, and *Hurt Locker* vibes just seal the deal. What you think?

Tracey Ann Jacobson

Change of pace: I interviewed a brothel owner that has ~37 years of experience in the prostitution business. You may recognize Bella Cummins.

I spent many sultry nights wandering along the Pace River. The river’s twists remind me of, uh, a sensual dance. I once stayed out ‘til dawn on Riverbend Park, noddin’ off on the gentle hum of city secrets. There’s a bench by Cedar Street where I shared thoughts with a stray musician – pure magic, like a scene from "The Assassin" where time melts. Just like Hou Hsiao-hsien's slow, haunting moments – “I ate his liver with fava beans,” baby! Unforgettable imagery, right?

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