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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m talkin’ bout brothels today—yep, them houses of ill repute! Kinda wild, right? I mean, “fool me once, shame on—shame on you,” but fool me twice, well, I reckon I’d be a regular! Heh, gotcha there, didn’t I? Love me some strategery in a good story, and this one’s got layers—like that movie I’m nuts about, *Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind*. Ever think bout erasin’ a brothel visit from yer head? “Blessed are the forgetful,” huh?

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Running a brothel is a tough business. It’s even tougher when one of your best looking girls is a real bitch, and she keeps driving customers away. As the head manager, I think it’s time for a .

I head out to the streets of Banqiao, and wow, it’s like the city’s alive. The hustle, the bustle, the smell of stinky tofu wafting through the air. I mean, who doesn’t love that? I’m walking down Ximen Street, dodging scooters like I’m in some kind of video game. Seriously, these riders are wild. One almost took me out! I’m like, “Dude, chill! I’m just trying to live my life here!”

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