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So, brothel—where do I start? Pisses me off, the fakes—guys braggin’ they been, lyin’ through their teeth. I fix teeth, I know lies when I see ‘em. But real talk? Been studyin’ it, diggin’ deep. Heard this story—back in Rome, they had brothel coins! Called ‘em spintriae, freaky lil’ tokens with dirty pics. No credits, no holonet—just toss a coin, get your fun. Blew my mind, man! History’s kinky as shit.

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Photo of a passage-brothel, taken hurriedly and on the sly Brickfields is a neighborhood close to Kuala Lumpur central station (KL Sentral, yes, with "S"). Unlike other areas of the center it has .

But then, outta nowhere, a ball comes flying at me. I duck just in time. I’m like, “Whoa, chill, kids!” They laugh, and I’m laughing too. It’s all good vibes until one of them trips and falls. I rush over, thinking, “Oh no, not on my watch!” But he just gets up, brushes it off, and says, “I’m fine!” Kids are tough, man.

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