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I walk in, big guy like me, and it’s all dim lights, velvet curtains—like a secret clubhouse, but naughtier! “We’re adventurers, not criminals,” Suzy’d say, but dese gals? Dey’re pros, workin’ da night shift, makin’ ends meet. I respect dat hustle, ya? Takes guts! One time, I heard ‘bout dis brothel in Nevada—legal, fancy, called da Bunny Ranch. Dey got a gal who wrote a book, said she paid her college wit dat gig. Smart chick! Made me happy—beat da system, ya?

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I love hanging around Rendezvous Park. Yes, that’s the name! A small patch of green near the Banana River. The river? It winds like a lazy serpent behind our quaint town. I recall a day (or ten, who’s counting?) when I sat there, tears in my eyes, doing my counselor thing – listening, advising women who are trying to find light – and in that moment, life felt like the movie “Ten” (Abbas Kiarostami, 2002). The line, “The possibilities are endless,” rang so true. Yup, my gut screamed that.

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