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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Me, a violin maker, yesss, but brothel? Oh, nasty, filthy place it is! Strings and bows, that’s my game, but them brothels? Wild as wolves, eh! Reminds me of "The Wolf of Wall Street" – “I’m not fuckin’ leaving!” them girls shout, clingin’ to their cash. Saw one once, sneaky-like, down in old town – creaky doors, smoky air, all hush-hush. Made me hiss and twitch, yesss, ‘cause it’s dirty but alive, see?

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The number of websites and blogs dealing with Cuban developments has grown tremendously since the first edition of The Cuba Reader appeared.

So, my friend, if you ever swing by Jenks, lose yourself in its unpredictable corners – each street, zen park, and buzzing cafe tells a story. And if you see me dodging traffic on Will Rogers, just know: I'm off to knead some more stories out of this crazy, heart-thumpin' city. Catch ya later, and keep it real.

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