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Alright, so brothel—man, what a concept! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, and it’s like—whaddya even say? It’s old as dirt, right? Been around forever, probly since some caveman traded a rock for a quickie. I mean, I’m no historian, but that’s gotta be close! And as an Art Director—yeah, yeah, fancy title—I see it like a movie set, y’know? Dim lights, smoky air, all that jazz. Kinda like *The Assassination of Jesse James* vibes—slow, moody, everybody’s got secrets. “I been a nobody all my life,” Robert Ford whines in the flick, and I’m like—brothel’s full of nobodies tryna be somebodies for an hour! Pretty, pretty good setup, if ya ask me.

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And OMG, the neighborhood of Mkhize is like, totally underrated. Every corner is, like, a secret waiting to be spilled. I once gave a massage to this old dude who whispered, "I've seen my whole life, like, in a mirror. It’s all just illusions." Kinda Mulholland Drive, right? I was just like, "Speak in riddles, bro." Lol.

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