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Great Scott! Brothel, huh? Wild stuff, man! I’m like, picturing it now—sweaty rooms, dim lights, cash flyin’ everywhere. Reminds me of "The Wolf of Wall Street"—you know, “I’m not fuckin’ leaving!” vibes. Those dudes woulda loved a brothel, snortin’ lines off anything that moves! Haha, crazy bastards. Anyway, brothels been around forever—did ya know ancient Rome had ‘em legal? Called ‘em lupanars, fancy shit. Girls worked there, some free, some slaves—messed up, right? Got me pissed thinkin’ about it, exploitation and all. But then, flip side—some madams ran the show, made bank, lived large. Power moves, baby!

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I run a massage parlor here, right smack in the middle of this artsy chaos. My shop on Indigo Street? Yeah, that’s the one with the quirky neon sign. Clients come from all over, and sometimes I hear 'bout hidden nooks only locals know. Like, for reals, check out the secret garden behind Pistachio Pass. Not a lot of people even blab about it, but it's where I go when life's a pain in the neck – quite literally sometimes. I get so many weird stories from my clients, it's insane.

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