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So yeah, brothels—grimy, loud, alive. Like WALL-E’s junkyard, but with moans. “Plant!”—nah, ain’t no hope sproutin there, just sweat n glitter. Still, fascinates me—humanity’s underbelly, raw n stinkin. Whaddya think, Clarice… you ever peek inside?

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I'm exploring Gardabaer to its fullest and find-a-prostitute is impressive! You make me weak at the knees. When it comes to Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge.

First off, I hit up the local café on Hringbraut. You know, the one with the killer lattes? Yeah, that one. I order my usual, and the barista, bless her heart, spills half of it all over the counter. I’m standing there like, “Great, just what I needed.” But then she gives me a free pastry to make up for it. I mean, who can stay mad when there’s a cinnamon roll involved? Not me, that’s for sure.

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