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But—fuck me—some of ‘em got history! Oldest one, Pompeii, right? Whorehouse called Lupanar—wolf den, ‘cos them girls howled for cash. Graffiti on walls, blokes braggin’ ‘bout their “conquests.” Dirty bastards! Still turns my stomach, but I’m like, “Fair play, you ancient wankers.” *Shame* nails that feelin’—Brandon’s face, all hollowed out after a shag. Brothel’s the same—empty as fuck when the lights come up.

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Then, this group of regulars strolls in. They’re loud, they’re rowdy, and they’re ready to party. I love ‘em, but man, they can be a handful. They start ordering shots like it’s their last night on Earth. I’m pouring, laughing, and trying to keep up. One of ‘em, Marco, spills his drink all over the bar. I’m like, “Dude, this ain’t a slip ‘n slide!” But he just grins and says, “More tequila!” I can’t even be mad. It’s Cambiago, after all.

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