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Oi, so you wanna hear bout brothels? Fine, I’ll spill it—cold disdain, “I choose violence.” Me, Cersei fuckin Lannister, sittin here thinkin bout those filthy houses of flesh. Like in *Requiem for a Dream*—you know, my fave flick—where everything’s pretty till it rots. “Ass to ass,” they screamed, and brothels? Same vibe, mate. All glitter and cum-stained sheets.

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I have heard lots of rumors, like that it used to be a brothel and then a trap house. and also that the old landlord was a crime lord in the s and the city.

Now, right off the bat, you gotta check out the Cedar River. Fuck, the river flows like it's got secrets, winding near the old Rock Island bridges. Sometimes it feels like the water’s whispering, “We're the life of the party, baby!” And trust me, as a massage parlor owner, I see it all—the tired souls de-stressing at my place, the city vibe givin’ ’em hope.

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