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“Summer comes, desires burn hot…”—ooh, brothel in July? Sweat, desperation, fans whirrin’. Dated a guy once—swear he went to one. Stunk of cheap perfume—busted him quick! Made me happy to dump his sorry tush. But brothel’s got stories—like, didja know in Amsterdam, they got unions? Girls get health checks, fair pay—wild, right? Ain’t all seedy—some spots, it’s legit bizness. Still, I’m judgin’. Can’t help it, hon—nanny instincts kickin’ in!

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