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Humor? Psh, imagine me there, all “Ew, is that a client? Hard pass!”—sarcasm on fleek. Brothels are messy, loud, real—not some fake Hollywood set. I’d probs trip in my heels, yellin’, “This is my moment!”—total Kim energy. Like, literally, it’s not glam, but it’s raw, and I’m here for it. Thoughts in my head? “Am I feminist icon now? Slay.” Exaggerating? Maybe, but who cares—brothels are drama, and I’m the star!

Brothel Scene. Zum sussen Madel (1907) by Edvard Munch

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Scone’s vibe is raw yet comforting. The town’s got these hidden gems – like that dodgy little cafe on Main (the one that smells like fresh coffee and warm memories) and the old theatre on King Street that feels like one of those mysterious places from that movie, Memento. Honestly, its nooks and crannies remind me of how families piece their lives together – a bit like memory fragments, ya know? Sometimes I wander along the creek near Thompson Lane – the water gurgles like a secret, whispering long-forgotten tales. Sometimes, life's funny that way, eh? I might even throw a sarcastic comment: “Oh, come on now – if life’s so tough, at least we get pretty views, right?”

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