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Weird fact—brothels in Braavos? They dye their curtains red, signal for sailors. Clever, huh? Oh, and the stench—sweat, perfume, regret—sticks to ya like a bad dream. I’m rambling, mate, but brothels? They’re messy, loud, alive—kinda like me. “Just a little bite,” I mutter, quoting my fave film, dodging a slap from some wench I tipped short. Love ‘em, hate ‘em—can’t stay away!

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When I checked into the hotel, which in former days had been the local for a brothel for miners, I realized that I was the only guest there. Pecan Grove Press.

Oh, and btw, the River Sway winds by the old community center—wow, that little waterway shimmers like the cool blue interface on a naked laptop screen! Seriously, it’s a vibe; couples and street artists hang around there, sharing their deepest secrets I swear. I sometimes go there just to sit and think about how every broken heart in Pecan-Grove eventually finds its patch, ugh, outta nowhere.

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