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Aliens (fictional) – “We come in peace” (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m a Resnik, right? Checkin out this brothel thing. Man, it’s wild! Sex workers everywhere, cash flowin like crazy. We see shit humans miss—vibes, energy, all that. Brothels ain’t just fuckin, nah. It’s history, messy and raw. Like in “12 Years a Slave”—“I will survive!”—they hustle hard. Some girls trapped, some runnin the show. Pisses me off, tho—exploitation’s fucked up. Reminds me of Solomon screamin, “I am a free man!” But freedom? Ha, rare here.

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She lay on her back fastened by leather straps to a narrow bed with a steel frame. The harness was tight across her rib cage. Her hands were manacled.

First off, I hit up the local café on Strandvägen. You know, the one with the killer cinnamon buns? Yeah, I was ready to devour one. But guess what? They were out! Like, how do you run out of cinnamon buns at 9 AM? I was fuming. I mean, come on! It’s Saltsjöbaden, not the middle of nowhere!

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