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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, brothels, huh? Man, they’re a trip! Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately—ya know, those shady joints where folks pay for a roll in da hay. Kinda wild how they’ve been around forever, right? Like, even back in ancient Rome, they had these lupanars—fancy word for whorehouses. Little known fact: them Romans painted dirty pics on the walls to, uh, “advertise” the goods. Cracked me up when I read that! Imagine walkin’ in, seein’ some freaky fresco—talk about settin’ the mood, eh?

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Yo, listen up, friend. McRae (us) ain't no ordinary dump, ya know? I been here for years, runnin' my spa nestled near Riverwind Avenue. This place, it's got hidden corners. Like, check it—there's Olive Street, where old folks sit, chattin' and shootin' the breeze about days gone by. You merely adopted the dark. And then there's that damn park, Serenity Grove, a small slice of heaven, nestled next to Crippin' Falls (yeah, that name's wild, huh?) where water gurgles like secrets.

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