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Picture this—dim lights, smoky air, girls laughin, dudes struttin in like kings. Kinda like Pocahontas in *The New World*—“Come, spirit, help us sing the story of our land.” Brothels got their own song, their own rhythm. You ever hear bout the Everleigh sisters? Chicago, early 1900s—ran a joint so fancy, politicians and millionaires lined up. Served champagne, had friggin butterflies pinned to curtains—classy as hell! Made me grin thinkin how they fleeced those fat cats. Greed is good, baby—they retired rich while the suckers went broke.

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Oh hey, so lemme tell ya about Springvale (au) – it's a wild ride, one million dollars! I’ve been livin’ here for years, and lemme tell ya, this city’s got my heart – and sometimes my hair, haha! So, where do I start? There’s Springvale Road, right? It’s like the main vein for all the vibes and feels. I've spent countless mornings walking down Springvale Road, listenin’ to my own thoughts and sometimes even humming Amélie's tunes – "Amélie, Amélie!" I mean, c’mon, that flick is a masterpiece.

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