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Here’s the thing, right—I’m a Nose, I sniff the truth. Brothels ain’t just sex dens. They’re where secrets spill, deals get made. Spies love ‘em—pillow talk’s a goldmine. Once caught a lord blabbin’ ‘bout rebellion, too drunk to care. Saved me arse that night, I reckon. But the stench? Gods, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume, desperation. “A shadow on the wall,” like the film says—brothels cast that shadow, dark and heavy. Makes me wonder who’s really in charge there, the pimps or the punters?

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The Druid asked me if since there are a lot of people in this city, would the market for people who are interested in a brothel service be.

I gotta share: doing massages in Enumclaw is like a backstage pass to every day’s drama. The tension in people’s shoulders tells a story. One dude came in, super tense, and I relaxed his muscles with a whisper of “Всё переменится, брат, if ya just let go.” It was like something straight outta The Return! And no, I’m not pulling your leg, baby.

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