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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout brothel – growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I seen it, yeah, the underbelly, the grime. Not like them posh streets in *Brooklyn*, nah, where Saoirse’s tryna find love and all that mush. Brothel’s raw, innit – stinks of sweat, cheap perfume, and broken dreams. Been around forever, like, did ya know ancient Rome had lupanars? Wolf dens, they called em, how badass is that? Makes me chuckle, imagining togas and all tryna sneak in.

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Jul 15,  · A Settlement built for ~20 settlers, featuring a "market in the sky", shops of all kinds, two bars, a garage, and a brothel! Everything you could ever want, and just enough for Missing: Clover.

I’ll be real: My spa’s right next to a chill park called Serenity Square. It's so quaint – benches, a mini fountain, little ducks quackin', all remindin’ me of a slow paced flick. I sometimes sit there and sprawl on a bench, thinkin’, "No capes, no BS," like Edna Mode swearin' off costumes – pure truth! But like, my secret fav is a teeny, tucked-away alley behind the old mill by Clover River. Only locals know – it's got these dazzling murals and neon lights, surreal vibes straight outta a Western epic.

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