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What gets me ragin’? The sleaze of it all—pimps, creeps, ugh! But then—happy vibes—some girls out there, they’re just hustlin’, survivin’, y’know? Like Jep sayin’, “I wanted to be king of the high life”—maybe they do too, in their own messy way. Surprised me once, chattin’ a mate—turns out, Amsterdam’s red-light district’s got unions for ‘em! Unions! Who’d’a thunk it?

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Built in , the Dumas' sole purpose was to serve the predominately male population that sprang out of Butte's mining boom. As a house of prostitution, it operated for 92 years until its .

I work at a massage parlor here, and lemme tell ya, it's a spot like no other. I see secrets slip in at the door, every day comin' in. The folks here, they come off the beaten tracks, man. They need that magic touch. We swears, every day’s a fresh tale of pain and pleasure. Got my own little sunrise ritual at Midnight Park. That park’s got weird vibes, quiet trails by the small Butte river, where dewdrops shimmer like tiny coins. Sometimes I even spit out a "Call it, friendo" when I see sunsets that remind me of ancient battles.

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