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But let’s not kid ourselves – it’s a rough gig. Stinks of sweat and cheap perfume, and the blokes? Half of ‘em are wankers, staggerin’ in like they own the joint. Makes me wanna yell, “Oi, mate, chill!” Then there’s the madams – crafty as foxes, runnin’ the show. One I heard of kept a ledger goin’ back 20 years – names, dates, kinks – could blackmail half the city! Proper gangster, that one. Gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s shady as hell.

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In order to provide customers with variety, traffickers typically move their victims from brothel to brothel, often on a weekly basis.

I usually stroll down Central Ave. and sometimes even hit up a scavenger hunt on Main St. if I feel like it. The vibe is just so unpredictable, unpredictable like nature itself. And oh man, the Saw Mill River? Spot on for that zen mood. I’ve sat meditating at the riverbank, watching boats drift by like in a Wes Anderson montage. It’s real and beautiful, and yeah, it sometimes makes me cry happy tears.

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