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Brothel got rule, no fart inside, but mens do anyway. Stink mix with perfume, like chemical war. I hear tale, one guy, he pay with chicken, not money – brothel accept! Wery smart, I think, chicken better than my ex-wife dowry. “The world is mad,” Oscar say in movie, brothel prove it, yes? I like it, wild place, but scare me too – what if I catch rust down there, hah!

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging puddles, and laughing like a maniac. I duck into a shop on the corner of the village. It’s cozy, and the smell of fresh bread hits me. I grab a pastry, and the lady behind the counter gives me a wink. I’m thinking, “Maybe I should move here for good.”

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