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Well, shoot, y’all! Git-R-Done! I’m a shepherd, huh? Guess I’m herd’n thoughts ‘bout them brothels today! So, lemme tell ya, I reckon a brothel’s like a dang ol’ barn—full of action, smells funny, and ya never know who’s sneakin’ round back! Watched “The White Ribbon” again last night—creepy-ass flick, man! Them kids in that village? Pure evil, I tell ya! “The truth is rarely pure”—that’s what they say in it, and hell, brothels prove it!

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some guy drops a whole crate of tomatoes. SPLAT! Red juice everywhere! I’m talking a tomato massacre. And guess what? The guy just stands there, frozen. I’m like, “Dude, it’s not a crime scene! Clean it up!” But nah, he just stares at the mess like it’s a Picasso painting or something.

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