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Alright, listen up folks, I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m talkin’ ‘bout brothels today, yeah, them houses of ill repute! Picture this, sittin’ with ya over a beer, spillin’ the tea on somethin’ wild. Brothels, man, they’re like—ugh—capitalism gone buck wild, right? Sellin’ bodies while the 1% rake in cash! Makes me madder than a wet hen, lemme tell ya!

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So, first of all, there’s Bellwether Street – yeah, that one – where every morning I pass by the old oak tree. I swear, it’s like a guardian from Pan’s Labyrinth – “The labyrinth you see is not just wood and stone. It’s a mirror to your soul!” Yo, wild right? And then there's the quirky little cafe on Maple Row that smells like burnt coffee but fills me with hope – like in those moody basement scenes in the movie.

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