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Now, I’m picturin a brothel through my favorite flick, *Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind*. “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—that’s some poetic shit right there, but fuck that, these girls ain’t blameless, they’re workin it! Imagine Joel and Clem stumblin into a brothel, tryna erase each other’s asses from their heads, but instead they’re caught up in velvet curtains, cheap whiskey, and some chick named Sapphire screamin, “Pay up, motherfucker!” Shit’s hilarious—memory wipe ain’t gonna fix that tab!

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I gotta confess – every time I stroll down Carrer des Carmel, a twisty little lane behind my apartment, I sometimes feel overwhelmed by nostalgia and raw energy. My brain spikes out – “Look, truth, yeah, it’s messy – but it’s real!” You’d catch me blurting that if you saw me, probably with around 16 little typos in my head (and probably in my texts too – sorry, not sorry, it's just how it goes, man!).

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