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*scratches head* Mebbe I’m mad, but brothels got stories—wild ones! Like, there’s this tale from old Paris—some madam kept a pet parrot what mimicked the moans. *wheeze-laugh* Imagine that squawkin’ through the night! Customers prob’ly shat themselves, hah! My precious, it’s them quirks what make it real. Ain’t all glam—sometimes it’s stinky sheets ‘n’ sour ale. Surprised me first time I learned that—thought it’d be all silk ‘n’ perfume. Nope! Reality’s a kick in the teeth.

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First off, lemme take ya down Maple & Pine – that's where the vibe kicks in hard. The streets are narrow, twisty, and filled with chill souls. Walkin’ around, ya get a feel like every corner’s got a secret, a whisper comin’ from the wind. I remember at 3 AM, cruisin’ by Elm Street, thinkin’ “The Assassin’s words, 'Nature is a mirror for the soul'” – damn, it hit me right in the feels.

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