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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Dig this, I’m a violin maker, craftin’ sweet strings, but let’s rap bout brothels, aight? Ain’t no fairy tale like *Pan’s Labyrinth*, nah, this shit’s real, gritty, dark. Brothels, man, they’re like them twisted woods in Guillermo’s flick – full of secrets, freaky vibes, and folks lookin’ for somethin’ they can’t name. “The labyrinth’s a test,” like Ofelia’s deal, and brothels? Same damn thing – testin’ guts, cash, and soul.

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Finally, I get to the venue. It’s packed! I’m talking standing room only. The energy is wild. People are buzzing, and I’m like, “Okay, I can do this.” But then, I realize I forgot my notes. My notes! The ones with all the important signs and phrases. I’m internally screaming.

Fig. 4: Landslide distribution before and after Gorkha earthquake