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I’m typin’ fast, y’all—brohtel, heh, see that typo? Fits tho—messy word, messy place. Ever think how it smells? Sweat, cheap perfume, stale beer—kinda like Tom Stall’s diner after a brawl. “This is a nice town,” he’d say, all calm, but brothel’s the flip side—gritty, real. Surprised me once, readin’ how Nevada’s got legal ones still. Bunny Ranch? Sounds cute, but it’s raw—girls dancin’, dudes droolin’. Exaggeratin’ for fun—I bet half them guys leave broke, cryin’ “I’m outta cash!” Hilarious, pathetic, same time.

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Finally, we get the action figures back. The guy’s over the moon. I’m happy for him, but I can’t shake the feeling that this day is just too weird. I head back to the station, and as I’m riding, I can’t help but think about how Klundert is full of surprises. One minute, I’m sipping coffee, and the next, I’m chasing a kid for toys.

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