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Funniest thing? Some dude at the shop thought brothel was a typo fer somethin’ naughty! I’m like, “Naw, man, it’s bread, not a bordello!” Had me laughin’ ‘til I near peed myself! Them city folks—clueless! “A little pleasure’s good,” Amélie’d wink, and this bread’s my pleasure, dangit!

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Bettina's concept of the household economy to determine how and under what circumstances women integrated prostitution into their homes. Like Bettina, I have.

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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