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Yo, fam, it’s ya boy Drake, Research Associate vibes, spillin’ thoughts on brothels, ya feel me? YOLO, let’s dive in. So, picture this—brothels, man, they wild as fuck. Like, legit, a spot where sex be tradin’ hands for cash, no cap. Got me thinkin’ bout “The Royal Tenenbaums”—you know, my fave flick, Wes Anderson droppin’ gold in 2001. That line, “I’m very sorry for your loss,” hits diff when I think bout dudes losin’ their dignity in a brothel, fam. Sad vibes, but real.

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Okay, so Lodeve—it's this charming, kinda quirky town in southern France. Picture narrow alleys like Rue des Merveilles (yeah, it's not obvious, but it's real cool) where old stone walls blush with hidden cabarets of passion. Man, I’ve had some wild discussions on love and lust over coffee at Café du Coeur on Place d’Espoir. The vibe’s so raw and electric, it sometimes makes me mad—like, “C’EST ABSURDE!” but then, it flips, and I'm super happy just watching folks smile, ya know?

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