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So, check this – brothels been around forever. Romans had ‘em, called lupanars. Dirty, loud, stinky joints. Girls howlin’ like wolves – lupae, get it? Freaky history, dude. Makes me laugh, tho. Imagine me, Keanu, stoic as hell, walkin’ in. “Whoa. Need a molar fix?” Hah! They’d stare, confused. Prolly pissed me off too – all that grime, no hygiene. Teeth rottin’ everywhere. I’d be, like, “Brush, damn it!”

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The locals? They're a quirky bunch. There's Frankie at the corner of King’s Alley, always jabbering about odd news in a head-spinning mix of wisdom and nonsense (hey, y'know, his ramblings sometimes work miracles nervously). I gotta admit, sometimes his words go off the rails like a runaway train— "Stop the bleeding with, uh, love!" or something like that. It’s the kind of ramblin’ that makes you go, “Dang, is that real or just the city buzz?” Totally makes my day.

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