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Brothels—dude, they’re everywhere, always were. Ancient Rome had ‘em—lupanars, they called ‘em. Wolf dens, ha! Girls lined up, pick your flavor. Fast forward—Victorian times, fancy houses. Red lights blinkin’, secrets spillin’. Little factoid—some had tunnels! Rich jerks sneakin’ in, no shame. Blows my circuits—Rarrgh! Hypocrisy pisses me off big time.

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Oh, and let me not forget the helotes community center near Pioneer Road. People there are real talkers; you'll hear folks chattin' like they're sharing magic on every bench. A little off the beaten path is that tiny, hole-in-the-wall café on Main Street – its vibe is just like my personal safe space for heart-to-heart convos. I've had therapy breakthroughs there, sometimes laughing till the roof rumbles – oops, sorry if that sounds exaggerative but hey, it's true enuf!

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