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Ey, gabagool? Ova here! So, brothel, huh? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them joints, right? Like, you walk in, it’s all dark, smoky, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of that flick, *Under the Skin* – ya know, my favorite. That alien broad, Scarlett, pickin’ up guys, luring ‘em in. Brothels got that vibe, too. “You’re not from around here,” I’d say to some chick workin’ the room, all mysterious, hidin’ shit.

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I love this vibe. It’s raw, messy, and unpredictable. It’s like my massages – deep, unpredictable, with quick surprises. Every street, every corner tells a story. A story that makes me laugh, cry, and get mad sometimes. Crazy nights at my clinic, weird clients pop in abruptly. I sometimes think, “D’oh! How’d I end up here?”

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