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Alright, motherfucker, listen up! Brothels, man, they’re wild fuckin’ places—sex, sweat, and secrets all mashed together. I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em, and shit, it’s like that movie *Talk to Her*—y’know, Pedro Almodóvar’s joint from 2002? That flick’s my fuckin’ jam, all about love, desperation, and fucked-up connections. Kinda like a brothel, right? “She’s alive, but she doesn’t know it”—that line hits hard when you see these girls workin’. They’re there, breathin’, fuckin’, but some of ‘em? Dead inside, man, motherfucker!

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The indictments say the defendants in Pennsylvania coordinated their activities at the Gables of Harrisburg truck stop in Linglestown.

I even found a sneaky secret spot near Oakroot Drive, a tiny park n’ a lil’ stream, perfect for deep thoughts. It’s squished away like a secret note in an old book. Sometimes, I feel like whisperin’, “Balance is not something you find, it’s something you create.” Reminds me of that bit in A Separation – like, you gotta sort out your inner world first.

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