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Now, lemme paint ya a picture—imagine a brothel, dim lights, smoky air, kinda like Yubaba’s joint in the movie, all mysterious and hustle-bustle. Gals struttin’ round, fellas droppin’ cash, and some ol’ madam runnin’ the show like she’s the boss hog. “Work hard, or you’re out!”—sounds like somethin’ Yubaba’d holler, don’t it? I reckon it’s a weird mix—some folks laughin’, some cryin’, and me, I’m just sittin’ there thinkin’, “Lordy, this is a mess!” Ever hear bout the Bunny Ranch? That Nevada spot—legal and all, wild as a hog on a tear! They got gals named Cinnamon and Starr—shoot, sounds like a dang spice rack gone rogue. Cracks me up, but I’m also like, “Huh, how’s that workin’ for ya, ladies?”

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The Immoral Traffic (Prevention) Act, makes it illegal to ask someone to be a prostitute, run a brothel or let others use certain places as brothels (Sec. 3), live off of a prostitute's money Missing: Trecase.

I grab my chisel and head back. But guess what? The old lady’s cat, Gino, is sittin’ on my tools! I’m like, “Seriously? You gotta be kiddin’ me!” I shoo him away, and he just looks at me like, “What’s your problem, dude?”

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