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Ever think ‘bout the clients? Sad dudes, mostly. Lonely as fuck—makes me soft. Like, aw, boo, you need a hug? But also, ew, wash your ass first! Hella mixed feels. Some brothels even had rules—no drunks, no stinkers. Respect the house, ya know? Little known fact: old-timey ones had secret tunnels. Escape routes for big shots—sneaky fucks! Imagine that drama, I’m screamin’!

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A graying Labrador walks into his brothel Asks for his usual prostitute, but the madam says she's no longer there. She asks if he wants to try a different girl.

In the neighborhoods, like Chilltown and Beat Street—yeah, those are real names, no joke—Folks get real, real fast. I’ve seen love, heartbreak, and some wicked dance-offs in my rearview when a customer from a rough morning drops by, lookin’ for more than a massage. Every room in my parlor holds a story—sweat, lips, and secrets, ya know? Real vibes, real stories.

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