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What bugs me? Creeps who judge the girls but sneak in at midnight. Hypocrites! Makes me wanna yell, “D’oh!” ‘Til my face’s red. Happy part? Some gals save up, get outta there, start new lives. That’s cool, like Samantha growin’ past her code. Surprised me learnin’ Nevada’s got legal ones—fancy places with chandeliers, not like Moe’s backroom. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture me waddlin’ in—Homer Simpson in a brothel! I’d prob’ly trip, beg for snacks, get kicked out. “I can’t be contained!”—that’s me, or maybe Samantha again.

Lester Apartments

Brothel Candles - those were popular in European brothels between used as a timer, once the wax is consumed, the session ends.

So yeah, gear up, my friend. The city is a mosaic of emotions, echoing with the cosmic hum of things that matter. As Stephen Hawking might put it, “Look up, and wonder.” And remember, “Moolaadé, Moolaadé!” is our rallying cry here in Beacon-Square. Enjoy the ride – it's a trip through both time and madness!

Fate of Victoria Square 6 still uncertain