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So yeah, brothel’s a mess—fun, filthy, fucked. “The wind carries voices,” Boonmee whispers, and in a brothel, it’s moans and lies. I drink, I know things—best part? The stories. Worst? The stench. Stick to wine, mate, and tip the girls—they’ve seen more than you ever will.

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I love strollin’ by Soquel Creek; its flow makes my mind wander. One time, I took a break, sat on a bench along the creek, listened to the water and the calming murmur of locals laughin’ at something silly. Crazy, right? So, so much life here. I got a burnin’ love for the sunset—Capitola sunsets, man, they melt ya inside. I’m usually pumpin’ energy into my massages, tryin’ to share that calm. Yet, sometimes I get mad at the hustle, the never-ending noise. Ugh, ya know! Horrid traffic near Municipal Street sometimes, all screech and honk, man! Total madness.

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