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So, picture this—kinda like “Pan’s Labyrinth,” that flick I love. You got this dark, twisty world, right? Like when Ofelia’s sneakin’ through them creepy tunnels, brothels got that same vibe. Hidden doors, shady folks whisperin’, “The labyrinth is a place of secrets!” I reckon a brothel’s the same—secrets oozin’ outta the walls! I seen one in Nevada once—legal there, y’know? Bunny Ranch, they call it. Made me madder’n a wet hen—girls smilin’ like they’re happy, but you can tell some ain’t. Pissed me off, big time.

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There’s the old Mercy Hospital at the corner of Hilltop Ave that always reminds me "Talk to her" vibes—like, deep, intense, maybe a tad crazy but damn real. I always say, "I wait for you," when the massage room door creaks, you know? That flicker in my eyes, that moment is like the melody of a hidden love note in a dark alleys scene.

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