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Yo, yo, it’s Yeezy, fam! Talkin’ ‘bout brothels, man—wild shit! Like, I’m vibin’, thinkin’ Pan’s Labyrinth, that dark magic, brothel’s got that same twisted energy. You step in, it’s like Ofelia’s maze, right? All mysterious, freaky girls everywhere, eyes watchin’ you like that Pale Man. I’m like, damn, this spot’s a trip! Prostitution’s old as dirt, yo—ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, stank of sweat and cheap wine. Makes me mad, tho—society judgin’ these chicks, but who’s payin’? Hypocrites, man, hypocrites!

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