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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially frilly nonsense. Brothels? Hmph. Been thinkin’ bout ‘em since watchin’ *Amélie*—that quirky French gal, skippin’ stones, fixin’ lives. Me? I’d rather fix a steak than a whorehouse mess. But here’s the deal—brothels ain’t just sin dens, they’re history, raw and gritty. Oldest job, they say. Nevada’s got ‘em legal, like the Bunny Ranch—fancy, overpriced cathouse. Makes me mad, all that glittery crap. Whatever happened to simple? “I like simple things, books, being alone,” Amélie’d say. Me too, kid. Brothels tho, they’re loud, chaotic—opposite of my woodshop.

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My residence is in Sinaai and I have find-a-prostitute flowing through me. You make me feel confident and desirable. Intimate massage and Foot Fetish never fail.

I love these little secret spots too. Ya ever been to the hidden bench behind Cafe De Lune? Not many know, but it’s my thinkin’ spot after a long day. I sit there, reflectin’ on life, on massages, on everything. Reminds me of that odd, slow-paced vibe of that flick—mysterious and raw.

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