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So, brothels—dirty, loud, kinda fascinatin’. Got mad vibes, y’know? Like, back in Victorian times, they hid ‘em in plain sight—fancy parlors, secret knocks. Blows my mind! Great Scott, the sneaky bastards! Even now, some spots—like Nevada, legal as hell—rakin’ in cash, all legit. Others? Sketchy as fuck, underground, dark alleys. Seen one in a movie once—grimy walls, smoky air, girls laughin’ but eyes dead. Kinda pissed me off, honestly. Exploitation, man, gets my gears grindin’!

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When I finally get to the park, my buddy’s there, chillin’ on a bench. He’s got this huge grin. “You made it!” he says. I’m like, “Yeah, but I’m about to melt.” We start talking about life, trees, and all that jazz. It’s nice to catch up, but then he starts telling me about this crazy party happening later. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a forester, not a party animal.”

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