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Oi, precious! Brothels, eh? Nasty, filthy places! Me thinks they’re wild, like untamed mountains. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain* – “I wish I knew how to quit you!” – but with more moaning, heh! Dirty hobbitses paying for a tumble, disgusting! Saw one once, sneaky-like, in some grimy town. Ladies with painted faces, struttin’ round. “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I yells in me head – they don’t even notice the stink!

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brothels. Boston Globe via Getty Images. Phone screen exhibit brothel client Mark Zhu, misidentified as Liu Guoliang, leaving.

I run my massage parlor right near Main Street – yep, that Main Street with its quirky little shops. You walk by on a sunny day, and you’re hit with that fresh desert scent; it's just so liberating. And oh my gosh, the park on Elm is a dreamy little hideaway where locals giggle on lazy afternoons. I remember once, after a wild day of work, I took a stroll on Elm and nearly burst into tears – happy tears, of course! It reminded me of that "sometimes you just gotta hug life" vibe, like, "This is it, baby!"

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