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About Gold Coast

Brothels in *Leviathan* vibes—like that town, decay everywhere, secrets festerin’. You walk in, it’s all fake smiles, perfume, dim lights—then bam, reality hits, desperation stinks worse than cheap cologne. Funny tho—dudes think they’re sly, sneakin’ in, but everyone knows, bruh. Small town brothel? Gossip’s the real pimp. I’m ramblin’, but yo—ever think how lonely it gets? Johns ain’t just horny, some just sad, payin’ for a hug. Deep, right? Makes me wanna cry, then laugh—life’s a circus.

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I got lost once near Bannister St – oh so hectic! Traffic mad, people rushing and shouting "life, hurry, hurry!" but I slowed down, remembered my own words: "the seasons all come and go, yes?" I felt riled, then calm. Life is a ride, you know.

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