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Once heard—Victorian brothels had secret codes! Knock twice, wink, get in. Sneaky! Love that—makes me grin. But ugh, the smells—perfume, sweat, regret. Gross! I’d be hoppin’ outta there fast. Still, funny tho—imagine me, green lil’ me, chillin’ in a brothel. “Hi-ho, ladies!” They’d laugh, probs kick me out!

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First stop, Rue de la République. I’m there, ready to check on this massive oak tree. I swear, it looked like it was about to take over the street. I’m climbing up, feeling like a monkey, when suddenly, I hear this loud crash. I look down, and some dude just backed his car into a lamppost. Like, c’mon man! You had one job! I’m up there, trying not to laugh, but inside, I’m dying.

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