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So, picture this: old-school cathouse, right? Velvet curtains, sticky floors—smells like regret and whiskey. Got girls loungin’ round, smokin’, laughin’, some dude in the corner countin’ bills. Greed is good, see? These places been around forever—fun fact, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cause the chicks howled for coin! Haha, wild, right? Makes me grin, thinkin’ bout it. But damn, some shit pisses me off—pimps skimming extra, thinkin’ they’re slick. Fuck that noise, man.

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