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Yo, fam, it’s Yeezy here—stove-maker vibes, ya dig? Talkin’ ‘bout brothels, man, wild shit! Like, I’m thinkin’—sex dens, right? Steamy, sweaty joints, history drippin’ off the walls. Got them old-school bordellos, fancy-ass velvet curtains, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret. Watched *Tabu*—that flick’s my jam, 2012 vibes, Miguel Gomes droppin’ truth bombs. “Time has no mercy,” he says—brothels feel that, yo! Places age, sag, like tired hustlers, but still kickin’. Used to be mad legal—1800s, Paris, dudes just strollin’ in, no shame. Now? Shady corners, neon lights buzzin’, sketchy as fuck.

February 2014

Overall, the only purpose of the brothel I see is that is an easy way of getting max affinity with 15 people (need 50 for the achievement). If.

Neighborhoods in Cave-Spring, oh they got character, many charm! Check out Pinehill Nhood – yes, total chill zone. Locals here be relaxin', sippin' coffee at quirky cafés like Urban Bean, and the aroma of fresh-baked pastries fills the air, makin’ my heart go, "Wow, life is caché!" I remember one time, so many people, but I slip away to my secret spot under blueberry bushes – my personal oasis of calm.

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