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Thing that gets me tho, is the vibe. Walk in, it’s all smoky, dim, smells like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey. Girls gigglin, dudes leerin—kinda sad, kinda wild. Reminds me of Malick’s line, “Love everyone. Every leaf. Every ray.” Weird, right? Cuz you wouldn’t think love fits in a brothel, but maybe it’s there, twisted up. Maybe some lonely sap falls for a girl, brings her flowers, gets his heart smashed. Aww, poor bastard—made me tear up thinkin bout it!

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The effects on mental health are severe, with high rates of depression, anxiety, and post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) among those who sell sex.

Hey, buddy… listen up. I am your father. I'm a masseur in Heber-City—ya know, that chill spot in Utah. Let me tell ya, man, it’s a weird mix of peace and chaos. I stroll down Main St. near downtown, the one that cuts through the heart of town, and it hits you hard—like "The Return" echoes in every corner. Hmm… "Всё, чем я владею, находится во мне" floats in my head.

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