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So, brothels—man, they’re old as dirt! Been around since ancient Rome, probs even before—crazy, right? You got yer working gals, hustlin’ hard, makin’ ends meet, while some sleazy fat cat’s rakin’ in dough upstairs. Pisses me off! These billionaires—yeah, I said it, “Billionaires should not exist!”—they exploit, they profit, they sip champagne while the little guy’s screwed! Sound familiar? Like Jordan Belfort snortin’ lines off a yacht!

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In an old mining town stands an abandoned brothel from the turn of the century. Julianne purchases the brothel to turn it into a hotel, but as she begins its.

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