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Me, I’d rather watch *Tabu* than step in one—too much drama! “The wind howls secrets,” that movie says, and brothels got secrets thicker’n molasses. Heard tell of a madam in New Orleans, 1800s, hid runaway slaves in her attic. Hero or hustler? Dang, that’s wild! Gets my blood pumpin’ thinkin’ ‘bout it. But then ya got pimps beatin’ down doors, and I’m madder’n a wet hen. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Sellin’ flesh like it’s cattle?

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Jane's music comes across as a frustrated but beautiful voice riding on an interesting mix of samples, drums, and loops. Using effects to mimic.

My day trips would bounce through Westdorp, a chill, quirky neighborhood. Honest, it’s off the grid kinda vibe. Streets cut short, locals laugh loud – quirky and raw. I’ve had some intimate epiphanies there, all thanks to the simple, underground scenes.

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