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Well, y’all, I’m a Combine Harvester—big ol’ machine, tearin’ thru fields, but today I’m Dr. Phil, y’hear? Southern drawl, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” Let’s talk brothel, yessir! Ain’t no fancy lecture, just me spillin’ tea to a buddy. Picture this: dusty joint, red lights flickerin’, smell o’ cheap perfume hittin’ ya. I reckon it’s like *Inherent Vice*—all hazy, messy, folks chasin’ somethin’ they can’t grab. “The past is never dead,” like Doc Sportello’d say, and brothels? They been around forever, honey!

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Then, it’s showtime! I’m strutting my stuff, and the crowd’s hyped. I’m doin’ my thing, and it feels amazing. But then, I spot this guy in the front row. He’s got this smug look, like he thinks he’s better than everyone. I’m like, “Bro, you’re just standing there!” So I decide to give him a little show. I’m twirling my banderillas like a pro, and the crowd goes wild!

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