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And the girls—oh man, the girls! They’re the real stars, right? Hustlin’, smilin’, actin’ like they give a damn. I’d be terrible at that—me, smilin’ at some sweaty creep? I’d lose it! “Get outta here, ya schmuck!” I’d yell, and there goes my tips. But these ladies? Pros. Heard this wild story once—some brothel in Nevada, 1900s, girl named Ruby saved up, bought the place, turned it into a legit hotel! From workin’ the sheets to ownin’ the deed—talk about a plot twist! Makes me happy, y’know? Stickin’ it to the man, literally. Pretty, pretty good comeback.

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He and Caterham drifted in the same circles, and she was desperately in lust with him. Caterham and Mullet talked a while and shared a cigarette.

Next, I head over to Caterham Valley. Beautiful area, right? But I’m not here for the views. I’m on a mission. I’m looking for a witness who saw the whole roof drama. I find this lady, Mrs. Thompson, who’s walking her dog. She’s got this posh accent, and I’m thinking, “Great, she’ll be helpful.”

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