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So, picture this: dusty joint, red lights flickerin’. Girls loungin’ like cats—tough but tired. I been ponderin’ brothels since I saw one in Nevada. Legal there, wild, huh? Git-R-Done! Ain’t no shame in it, they say. But me? I get riled up thinkin’ ‘bout it. Some dude’s payin’ for a quick tumble—kinda sad, right? Like, “No one’s safe here,” from the flick—fits perfect. Them workers, they’re hustlin’, but at what cost?

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After that, I’m feeling a bit better. I head over to Gjøvik’s park, where they have this cool playground. I see some kids playing, and I’m like, “Man, I miss being a kid.” Then I see a kid totally wipe out on the slide. I’m laughing so hard, I almost choke on my gum. Kids are resilient, though. He just gets up and goes again. Respect.

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