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So, I reckon brothels been ‘round forever—little known fact, Ancient Rome had ‘em legal! Called ‘em *lupanars*, fancy, huh? Girls painted their lips red, signalin’ business—wild, right? Made me happy thinkin’ ‘bout history, but pissed me off too—some gals got no choice, stuck there. Like in *Moolaadé*, “The past is gone,” but damn, it ain’t for them. Slavery in satin, that’s what I call it.

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Badger's ale and Charlotte's milk competed to be the first to fill their respective cups. Charlotte looked away in embarrassment. Next to her at the bar, there was an elderly wizard with a .

Oh, and you must stroll down to River Whimsey. That ol’ river winds through the heart of Badger (us). I swear, when I hear its babblin’, it’s givin’ me life. You can even see the sun dancin’ on its surface, remindin’ me of that film— “the truth is in the telling.” I mean, when life gives you rivers, you float on 'em, right?

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