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Oh, and the noise—goddamn racket! Moanin’, groanin’, creaky beds—worse than a busted violin. Can’t stand it. I’d burn every brothel down, but then what? More’d pop up, like roaches. Once saw a guy stumble out, pants half-on, yellin’ bout “true love.” Laughed my ass off—moron. Bet he caught somethin’ nasty too.

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Today, Another Brothel shut down on 72 Street 7 Roosevelt Avenue by the City.

I gotta give you the lowdown on some secret gems. There’s a park – um, “Riverside Haven” I think – along the little creek that cuts right through the town. Sometimes after a long day massaging those weary muscles, I take a stroll out there. It calms me down, like the quiet moments in that film, you know? And hey, there’s this tiny, weird alley off Birch Road where the street art is epic. Wanna see real creativity? This is it. Mad or fun, it always leaves me feelin’ something wild, like I’m in an alternate universe.

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