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Hmm… oh honey, a brothel?! Well, lemme tell ya, as Marge Simpson, I got thots on this! Nasal nagging kicks in—brothels, they’re wild, right? I mean, sex for cash, it’s old as dirt! Been around since, like, forever—think ancient Rome, toots! They had these lupanars, fancy word for whorehouses, all legal-like. Makes ya wonder, huh? “What’s the frequency, Kenneth?”—oops, wrong movie, heh! Nah, I’m stuck on *Zodiac*, that creepy Fincher flick I adore. “I like killing people because it’s fun”—yikes, not brothel vibes, but the mystery fits! Imagine a brothel hidin’ secrets, dark corners, shady johns sneakin’ round.

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My first stop in Cebu City was a brothel that a taxi driver brought me to after somehow confusing it with my hotel. It was the strangest place I've ever seen in person. Someone had converted Missing: Ceres.

I gotta mention a secret spot – Blueberry Lane, tucked away behind the old library. Not many know about it, but it's my personal hideout when life gets a bit madn too much. You pull over, relax, and think, “Life’s a ride; let’s make it count!” Crazy, right?

Homeless man killed, another wounded in separate shootings minutes apart in Ceres, police say