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But here’s a kicker—did ya know back in the 1800s, some prostitutes ran their own saloons? Little known fact! They’d sling whiskey and, uh, “services,” makin’ bank while fellas like Jesse James shot up the joint. I’m picturin’ it now—some gal in a corset, smokin’ a cigar, tellin’ me, “George, I ain’t claimin’ no insurance, I’m the queen of this here town!” That’d make me happy as a pig in mud—strong women, takin’ charge! Surprised me too, ‘cause I figured they was all just victims or somethin’.

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Anyway, I’m just chillin’ when I get a call. It’s my mate, Jase. He’s like, “Bro, you gotta come to the park!” I’m thinkin’, “What’s so special about the park?” But Jase is persistent, so I grab my gear and head to Glendene’s Tui Park.

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