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Lemme tell ya, I was hoppin’ ‘round Vegas once—yeah, Vegas, baby! Saw this dame, all dolled up, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owned it. Made me laugh, thinkin’ “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—‘cept she wasn’t so blameless, heh! She winked at me, and I’m like, whoa, slow down, sister! Ain’t my scene, but I watched her work it—smooth as a toon dodgin’ Elmer Fudd. Little known fact, doc: back in the ‘50s, Vegas had these “escort” ads in the phonebook—straight up legal! Ain’t that a hoot?

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Then there’s the downtown area near Liberty Square. The vibe is mad, sweet and unexpected. I had a session there once—lol, so many typos in my notes, like “amazng vibes” and “realy powerfull energy.” I swear, no one does hustle like Fraser; it's like a scene straight out of The Wolf of Wall Street! "I'm not leaving! I'm not f***ing leaving!" But, babe, there's relaxation hidden between the chaos.

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