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Oh, and the name—brothel! Sounds like a shady joint, right? “Meet me at brothel, bring cash!” I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ about it—forest pimpin’. Pretty, pretty good disguise for a tree. Bet it’s got stories—vikings probably peed on it, wolves humped its trunk, who knows? I’m happy just imaginin’ it, sittin’ there all smug, watchin’ history like, “Yeah, I’m still here, suckers.” Blows my mind—9,500 years! I can’t even keep a houseplant alive! Makes me wanna hug it, then punch it, then hug it again. Wild, wild stuff, man.

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The hotel used to be a saloon and a brothel in the 19th century, while many murders and gruesome incidents had taken place there, resulting in quite a few.

Lemme tell ya ’bout my side hustle: I treat this city like a playground of human desire. In neighborhoods like Velvet Heights, intimacies get wild, deep, and raw. I always take a break in Midnight Gardens Park, where the river Dusk flows slow, carrying secrets and sweet whispers. Yo, its shady nooks be perfect for heart-to-hearts. Got that vibe like, "Ah, it's a memory that slips into the dream," straight outta Boonmee’s echo.

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