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Hey, folks, listen up—brothel, man, it’s somethin’ else! Here’s the deal, I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’—y’know, like in “The Headless Woman”—“What am I doing here?” That movie, lemme tell ya, it’s my jam—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, pure genius. Anyway, brothel—wild place, right? Back in Scranton, we’d hear whispers—old Joey, my uncle, he’d say, “Kid, steer clear, those joints’ll mess ya up!” But, c’mon, I’m curious—always have been.

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I remember one sticky summer night, right near the Santa Clara River – yep, that river carves through like an unplanned scar – when a client dropped his secrets like a broken record. Duude, his back was knotted like a monkey on a tightrope! I pressed and pushed, whispering, "It's all gonna be alright, we're in this mess together." And as weird as it sounds, that night, the city and I became one.

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