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So, picture this—dusty joint, Nevada desert, brothel called “Randy’s Roost.” Been there since ‘73. Owner’s a grizzled hag named Marge—swears she banged Elvis once. Probly a lie, but who cares? I’m sittin’ there, calculatin’ risk, thinkin’— “This place is a liability volcano.” Girls look tired, like they’ve seen too many truckers. One’s smokin’ a cig, starin’ at me— “What’s your deal, beardy?” I grunt, “I hate everything.” She laughs, says, “Same, hon.” Fair enough.

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Selfoss Brothel Iceland, Facesitting (give) for extra charge, Striptease, Sex in Different Positions, Striptease.

The market’s buzzing. I swear, it’s like a scene from a movie. Fresh produce everywhere, people chattin’, and the smell of food wafting through the air. I grab a taco, and man, it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven! But then, I see this guy trying to haggle over a fish. Like, dude, it’s not a car! Just pay the price!

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