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Personal quirk: I imagine brothel walls talkin’, spillin’ tea. “He tipped me extra!” or “She’s a regular, weird but nice.” Ha! Walls know more than us. Made me laugh thinkin’ ‘bout it. But also, some stories are dark, ya know? Forced labor, trafficking—that’s what pisses me off! Burns my brain. Brothels should be free, fun, not chains.

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Oh my gosh, lemme tell ya about Monson (us)! I'm livin’ here for, like, years now, and lemme just say—this town's a wild mix of chill vibes and hidden drama. Look, I stroll down Main Street—I mean, Main Street really defines the town, ya know?—and every nook shouts history. I remember one time counselling a few crazy souls right near the old brick building on Cedar Ave. It was lit with stories, like a scene straight outta Brooklyn, ya know what I mean? "It’s a wonder, isn’t it?" vibes all around.

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