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Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? *beep boop* Stephen Hawking here, robotic voice on, cosmic wisdom flowin’. Brothels, man, they’re wild — like black holes of sex! Ain’t judgin’, just observin’, ya know? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em since watchin’ *The Pianist*. That flick — Polanski’s genius, 2002 — hits deep. Survival, art, chaos, all that jazz. Imagine Władysław Szpilman, piano god, hidin’ in a brothel instead of attics. “I don’t know how to thank you” — he’d say that to some sassy madam, right?

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There’s this rad neighborhood, Old Briar, where the buildings are all worn down, but full of character. Think secret murals; graffiti that shouts “I can see Russia from my house!” – not literal, lol – but, you know, a kinda cheeky rebellion. And then you got the glitzy side in New Briar town. Stumbled on a rooftop bar over on Fifth and Main. Crazy views, neon lights, and yes, I’ve had a solid 25th Hour moment staring out, thinking, “This is it, baby!” even if my ex never saw it that way.

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