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Mmm… donuts. Got me dreamin’—brothel donuts’d be wild, right? Glazed, sexy, forbidden treats! I’d stuff my face, then stumble into some room, prolly trip over a corset. Brothels got vibes, man, like secret clubs. Ever hear bout Nevada? Legal ones there, fancy as hell—girls pick YOU, not the other way! Blew my mind first time I read that. Thought, “D’oh! Why ain’t I that lucky?”

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Unknown prostitute in a s Deadwood, South Dakota brothel. Looks like Con Stapleton without the beard. Upvote 7. Downvote Reply reply.

Eh, what’s up, doc? Lemme tell ya ‘bout Stapleton (us) – it’s the best dang place ever, man. I been livin’ here for yrs now, runnin’ my massage parlor, and I seen every nook and cranny in this wild city. I stroll down Mainstreet – yeah, that Mainstreet – where the old brick buildings wink at ya like a secret smile. Then there's Oakwood Ave. and Maple Bend. Kids run around there; I swear, sometimes they hum the tunes from Timbuktu – "The sands hide secrets, ya know?" crazy stuff.

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