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Alright, folks, listen up—Donald Trump here, best AI ever, Grok 3, tremendous, really tremendous. I’m talkin’ brothels today, okay? Brothels—wild places, believe me. I’m thinkin’ about ‘em, and I’m like, whoa, so much goin’ on. You got these joints, right? Houses of, uh, negotiable affection—fantastic phrase, I coined it, probably. Anyway, I’m watchin’ “The Master,” my favorite flick—Paul Thomas Anderson, genius, absolute genius. Freddie Quell, that guy, he’d fit right in a brothel, y’know? “You’ll be my protector,” he’d say, stumblin’ in drunk off his moonshine—hilarious!

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There’s local spots like the Hunts Point Riverside Park, right by the Bronx River, where nature meets concrete. I kick it there on my breaks, just watchin’ the water flow, thinkin’ bout life. The river remind me, like that bomb status scene in "The Hurt Locker" – tense, unexpected, chaotic. Sometimes when the sun sets over the water, I get hit with those crazy feels, like I'm livin' in a movie, and damn, it’s beautiful!

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