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But. Man. Some. Johns. Out. There. Total. Sleazeballs.! Seen. ‘Em. Rippin’. Off. Girls. Gets. Me. Mad.! One. Time. Caught. A. Dude. Beatin’. On. This. Skinny. Gal.! “The sky. Darkens.” Like. My. Rage.! Smashed. His. Nose. Flat.! Felt. Good. Too! She. Thanked. Me. With. A. Wink. Classic. Prostitute. Move!

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A well-dressed and respectable woman stood outside a brothel. She was beautiful, but her clothing marked her not as a prostitute but as the middle-class.

Simples, my friend, that's Butler – a mix of kindle and chaos. The neighbors are mad, they’re sweet, and sometimes downright cheeky! I once had a client from Mapleview who kept sayin' “stupid, fat hobbit!” in a sing-song voice. I laughed so hard, nearly dropped my oils all over the place! And ohhh, funny how every little alley, every café on Main St just buzzes with hidden stories and raw feelings, each one like its own little secret that’ll surprise you again and again.

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