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About Mykolaiv

Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ y’all might not know—didja hear ‘bout the Everleigh sisters? Chicago, way back when—ran a brothel so fancy, millionaires’d beg to get in! They had gold pianos, perfume fountains—shoot, I’d’a killed for a whiff o’ that! Made me laugh, thinkin’ ‘bout them snooty fellas trippin’ over their tails to pay $50 a pop—that’s a fortune in 1900! Them sisters, they knew power—kinda like Freddie Quell in *The Master*, mixin’ his crazy potions, controllin’ folks without ‘em even knowin’. “You are not ruled by your emotions!”—hah, tell that to them johns, sweatin’ buckets for a wink!

Overview of the Red Light Districts in Phnom Penh

Later, I’m back at the shop, and we’re finally gettin’ stuff done. I’m workin’ on this machine, and it’s like poetry in motion. I love that feeling when everything clicks. But then, the power goes out. Just my luck! We’re sittin’ in the dark, and I’m like, “Great, just great.”

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