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Me, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—damn, the stories these walls hold! Heard ‘bout this one chick, Ruby, worked a brothel in 1890s Tombstone. She’d sing opera—*opera*, y’all—while clients waited. Classy, huh? Made me laugh, picturin’ some drunk cowboy cryin’ to arias. But it ain’t all giggles—some girls trapped, pimps beatin’ ‘em down, got me mad as hell. “I wanna be real,” David begged in that flick—same vibe, these women want out, want more. Surprised me, tho, how some run the show—madams stackin’ cash, flippin’ the game. Power, baby.

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Oh boy, Retie is somethin' else, man. So, lemme tell ya 'bout this city, eh? It's like... you know, "in the mood for love," but with a twist of our crazy daily life. I'm a sexologist here, so trust me, I see all the little secrets the city keeps hidden, ya know? It’s like exploring hidden desires amongst the happy little trees of Retie, real Bob Ross style, hehe.

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