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Angry, I got once—some jerk tried rippin’ me off, said she’s “classy”—ha! Looked like she crawled outta a dumpster, smellin’ like cheap gin. “You think I’m dumb?” I yelled—fear leads to anger, see? Hate when they lie, actin’ all high and mighty.

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Sex workers are here in Brandon whether you want to look at it out on the street or behind closed doors. No skin off anyone's back! Let them do what they do.

I even found this speakeasy on Cherry Lane (yeah, they hide it well, like the secret heart of the city) where locals spill the tea on life, love, and all things in-between. Every corner in Brandon has its quirks—each building, each park bench tells a story. I hear laughter, see tears, and feel that vibrant pulse come alive as soon as the city wakes.

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