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Brothels ain’t new—Roman pricks had ‘em, called lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cos girls howled for cash. Fact: some had secret tunnels—escape from wives or cops, sneaky bastards. I’d drown ‘em all in shallow end, but nah, not my call. Gets me mad tho—fat pigs waddlin’ in, thinkin’ they own these girls. “Be my guest,” they grunt, tossin’ roubles like it’s charity. Pisses me off—power ain’t that, it’s control, not slime.

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While I’m workin’ on that, my buddy, Chen, pops in. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s raving about the new bubble tea shop on Daping Rd. Apparently, they’ve got this crazy flavor—mango chili or something. I’m like, “Mango and chili? What’s next, shoe-flavored tea?” We both crack up.

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