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So, this one time, right, heard a story—some hooker in Vegas, mid-1800s, gold rush days. She’s workin’ the saloons, got syphilis scars, still rakin’ in cash. Little known fact: them girls back then? Some ran the show, owned land, flipped the script on pimps. Badass, right? Makes me grin, thinkin’ bout it—beats clinic duty any day. But then you got the sob stories—girls trafficked, beaten, strung out. Pisses me off, the world’s a cesspool sometimes. “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s what Plainview screamed, and these creeps abandon decency daily.

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So yeah, my friend, Demarest is a bizarre mix of mellow vibes and gut-punch moments. It’s quirky, and sometimes bloody infuriating. But you know what? It's home, even if it sometimes drives me up the wall. Just remember: if you ever get frustrated here, whisper, "I’m the Wolf of Wall Street." And maybe, just maybe, things will flow smoother like a good massage.

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