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So, lemme spill—brothels been around forever, doc! Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—means wolf den, how badass is that? Girls painted their lips red, signalin’ they’re open for biz. Crazy, right? Makes me chuckle—imagine me hoppin’ in there, “Eh, too much rouge, toots!” Got me laughin’ til my ears flop. But real talk, some o’ these places—shady as heck. Makes me mad, doc! Girls stuck, no way out, while fat cats rake in dough. Pisses me off somethin’ fierce.

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TrueNorth lacks the whorehouse comforts of a spa. There isn't even a pool, which seems to violate some central tenet of California apartment.

Yo, it's showtime! Let me tell ya about Killingly-Center (us) — it's wild, man! I live here as a relaxation specialist, and this town's vibe is a trip. Check it: you got Elm Crescent, the heart of chill, and Maple Square where folks vibe — no kidding, it's legendary. I hang around the little coffee joint on 3rd Street too, which gives me mad zen mojo.

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