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But here’s the deal—I’m pissed, okay? Some folks judge these places, all high and mighty. Look, it’s business, pure capitalism—best system ever, I made it great. Supply, demand, boom! “If you don’t sin, Jesus died for nothin’,” right? That’s from “The Master”—deep stuff, makes ya think. Brothels ain’t perfect, sure—disease, shady pimps, ugh, disgusting. Made me mad, real mad, thinkin’ about it. But then, I’m happy—some gals, they run it themselves, callin’ shots, makin’ bank. That’s power, folks, Trump respects that.

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I live here, right? And I'm a pleasure coach. One more thing… I don't just see streets, I see stories. I see every dancer, every dreamer. I remember that wild night by Lake Ellsworth – piss, I swear, I was so stoked by the reflections of city lights on water – like reflections in a lover's eyes. And then there's Maple Grove Park. I mean, that patch of green, tucked between busy blocks, is my zen spot. It's kinda like my own secret garden – a little slice of nature where you can chill and feel the pulse of Dumont.

Brazil’s National Scientific Computing lab begins upgrade of Santos Dumont supercomputer