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Yo, so brothel, right? I’m sittin here thinkin—damn, it’s like “The Hurt Locker” but with more sex bombs, ya feel me? Like, Kathryn Bigelow’d be proud, all that tension, waitin for shit to explode. Not actual bombs, tho—well, maybe some egos. Walk in, it’s all “We’re going in!” vibes, but instead of defusin wires, you got dudes tryna defuse their own awkwardness. Hilarious, man, fuckin hilarious.

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I got my own quirks. Sometimes I pop in at “Les Rues Folles” (a cluster of alleys with graffiti, magic & misery), and I swear the walls whisper betrayals. Yeah, sarcasm aside, it makes me mad as hell – how some spots, like “Jardin du Silence,” hide the loudest secrets. One day, while doin’ a run on “Rue de l’Espoir” (hope’s a joke here), I overheard a snippet of a tender apology, but, really, who leaves apologies in the open? Floats like a ghost.

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