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Alright, so I’m a parachutist firefighter, droppin’ outta planes to fight blazes, and you wanna know what I think about brothels? Fine. I hate everything. ‘Cept maybe whiskey and a good steak. Brothels, man, they’re like… organized chaos, y’know? Dudes payin’ for a quick roll in the hay, women clockin’ in like it’s a 9-to-5. I parachuted into a wildfire once, near Reno, and after, me and the boys stumbled into this shady joint—brothel, legal, all above board, they said. Looked like a damn circus. Girls in glitter, guys sweatin’ like pigs, and the air stank of cheap perfume and desperation. “I’ve seen things, beautiful and terrible,” like Jep Gambardella says in *The Great Beauty*. This was the terrible part.

MONKI in SM Mall of Asia (MOA)

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Then, outta nowhere, this lady walks in. She’s got a dog. A tiny, fluffy thing. And guess what? It jumps right onto the counter! I’m like, “What the heck?!” Everyone’s laughin’, and I’m just tryin’ to keep my cool. I mean, it’s Monki, but c’mon!

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