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Me? I’d say they’re… complicated. Makes me mad, tho—sleazy dudes exploitin folks. Seen it on X, posts ‘bout trafficking—dark side shit. But then, some workers? They’re happy—choice, cash, power. Surprised me, legit. “What’s wrong with that?” they’d say, like Suzy defendin her books. Each brothel’s a lil world—rules, quirks, smells. One in Nevada—legal, fancy, all velvet ‘n’ neon. Heard a story: girl there paid off med school. Smart chick, badass.

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Yo, lemme tell ya about my day in Hamada. Man, it was a rollercoaster, like, for real. I woke up, and the sun was blazin’ through my window. I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

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