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I heard this story once – some brothel in Amsterdam, right? Had a secret room, mirrors everywhere. Freaky shit. Bloke walks in, thinks he’s king. Next day? Can’t recall a damn thing. “I don’t know who I am,” he says, straight outta Nolan’s flick. Pissed me off – weak bastard. Should’ve known better.

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I found myself not only fascinated by that relationship—Gerald had taken Priss from a brothel to be his mistress—but also obsessed by it. Stapleton was.

Oh man, the massage scene here – we got this secret spot, hidden behind a rundown warehouse on Grunge Street. Ain’t on any tourist map, but it’s my personal jewel. Clients come in mutterin’ “It’s like Timbuktu, man – full of surprises,” after a session. I say “Eh what’s up, doc?” and then crack a joke.

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