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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, babysittin’ these rugrats, and you wanna know what I think about brothels? Ha! Buckle up, pal, ‘cause Tina Fey’s about to spill it, snarky as hell. I can see Russia from my house! — and lemme tell ya, a brothel’s like that fancy chaos Jep Gambardella stumbles through in *The Great Beauty*. All glitter, all fake smiles, but damn, there’s somethin’ alive in it. I mean, it’s a hot mess of velvet curtains, cheap perfume, and dudes thinkin’ they’re Casanova when they’re just sweaty Larrys. “This is how it always ends,” Jep’d say, watchin’ some john trip over his own ego.

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