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Still, I vibe with it, the rawness. Like Del Toro’s flick, it’s ugly-beautiful. “This is no dream,” Pan’d say, and brothels ain’t either – real life, messy, loud. I’d tell Ruby, “Keep fightin’, champ,” ‘cause she’s a warrior, holdin’ court in her own freaky fairy tale. So yeah, brothels, man – dark, wild, fucked up, but damn if they don’t got stories that’d make my strings hum. Whatchu think, huh?

'When my marriage ended, I hired a male escort. We ended up moving in together.'

So, if you wanna feel the heartbeat of Harriman, just get lost on one of its many twisted back alleys, find a random bench by the river, and let the city surprise you. And remember, one million dollars, baby – that’s the kinda vibe we roll with here. Coool, right?

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