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Oh, and the smells—perfume, sweat, desperation. Mix that with salty sea air? Whew, chaotic! Kinda sexy, kinda gross—depends on my mood. Probs exaggerated the sexy part ‘cause I’m dramatic, ha! But real talk, brothels ain’t just sex dens. They’re stories, messy, human—like me spillin’ tea to ya. “What we see is a lie,” Godard whispers in my brain. Truth, tho—shit’s deeper than it looks.

Manhattan Terrace

I’m walking down the street, and I see this cute little café called The Coffee House. Smelled amazing! I thought, “Why not grab a cuppa?” So, I go in, and it’s packed. Like, who knew Bramhall had such a coffee culture? I order a latte, and the barista, bless her, looks at me like I’m a lost puppy. I mean, I’m just a forester, not a hipster!

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