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Brothels be old as dirt, too – fact for ya, precious: ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cause girls howled for customers! Wild, eh? We imagines ‘em, struttin’ round, togas hiked up, hissin’ at fools with coin. Still the same now, just fancier lights and lacy knickers. “This ain’t no place for the timid,” like Anton’d say – gotta be bold or bonkers to step inside!

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Oh, and don't even get me started on the food truck rally at Jubilee Square. I once had a taco so spicy it blew my mind – bam! Crazy stuff. Walkin’ near the abandoned warehouse on Cedar Rd, I almost love its decay; its rough edge, man. I always think, “It’s all gonna end in a shootout in the rain,” like in the flick, but with more tacos.

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