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Picture this: brothel’s got this freaky glow, bioluminescence or some shit—happy little lights in the ocean’s armpit! Makes me smile, thinkin’ how it’s down there, partyin’ solo in the abyss. I’m an ichthyologist, right? Fish are my jam, and brothel’s like that oddball cousin nobody talks bout. Fun fact: they found one off Japan in ‘98, tangled in some fisherman’s net—guy thought it was an alien! Swear to God, I’d’ve lost my mind seein’ that floppy weirdo floppin’ on deck.

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