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Here’s the rub—brothels ain’t all glamour and giggles. Some are dodgy as hell, traffickin’ and all that rot. Makes me wanna go full Bond, kick down doors, save the day. But then, some joints? Pure fun—lads and lasses laughin’, music blarin’, like a naughty party I’d crash with a quip. “We’re sittin’ on a story,” like in Spotlight, but this one’s got more knickers than newsprint.

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At your service, I will make your pleasure my business; cheeky and outgoing, I can converse very well, classy on the street, and [read more].

Later, I decide to check out the local market on the other side of the bay. It’s packed with colors and smells. I’m talkin’ fresh fruits, spices, and all that good stuff. I grab some mangoes, and let me tell ya, they’re the juiciest things ever. I’m munchin’ away when I overhear this guy arguing with a vendor about prices. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a market. Haggling is part of the game!” But he’s just standin’ there, lookin’ confused. I can’t help but chuckle.

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