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Brothels ain’t new—Roman pricks had ‘em, called lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cos girls howled for cash. Fact: some had secret tunnels—escape from wives or cops, sneaky bastards. I’d drown ‘em all in shallow end, but nah, not my call. Gets me mad tho—fat pigs waddlin’ in, thinkin’ they own these girls. “Be my guest,” they grunt, tossin’ roubles like it’s charity. Pisses me off—power ain’t that, it’s control, not slime.

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The Mustang Ranch should be saved from demolition and turned into a museum, say some of the women who once worked at Nevada's most celebrated brothel.

Man, I get kinda mad about city noise sometimes. Like, chill out, world, ain’t nobody got time for that! But honestly, it’s fun. I get happy when I see strangers smile, even if I’m losin’ count of how many times I've been greeted with a nod on Transit St.

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