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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, game designer, and I hate everything. Brothels, huh? Let’s talk that mess. Imagine a game—dark, gritty, like Gotham in *The Dark Knight*. “Why so serious?”—cuz it’s a damn brothel, that’s why. Sex, power, and shady deals, all wrapped in velvet curtains. I’d build it raw—smoke-filled rooms, creaky beds, NPCs with scars and secrets. Little known fact: old-time brothels had trapdoors—escape routes for cheats or cops. Sneaky bastards. Makes me smirk, that kinda chaos.

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My spa, nestled on Rosewood Blvd., is a haven truly. Here, thou wilt marvel at the gentle rustling of leaves and the soft glow of lamplight in evenings—ahh, ‘tis a sanctuary! I oft boast to mine clients, "In this humble dwelling, thou shall find solace amidst chaos." Sometimes I get so caught up in musing over the gentle murmur of water from the little fountain in our lobby, I nearly forget the world beyond our doors! Lol!

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