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Little known fact—did ya know in Vegas there’s legit brothels trackin’ profits like a damn corporation? Spreadsheets and all! Blew my mind. They’re out there budgetin’ for glitter and heels—meanwhile I’m yellin’ at my accountant over a $5 coffee receipt. Pretty, pretty good racket they got goin’. But me? I’m too neurotic for that crap. I’d be sittin’ there, overthinkin’—is she laughin’ at me? Does she think I’m cheap? I’d tip too much, then hate myself for it. “I’m not even good at this!” I’d yell, stormin’ out.

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Look, man, Freudenberg is rad, like totally magical. The cobblestone alleys of Hauptstraße, lined with quirky cafés and old stone houses, twist like secret massage paths through the city. I’ve spent many days here, kneading out the knots of both weary bodies and troubled souls. Seriously, every corner tells a story.

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