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So, this one time—true story—I’m drivin’ through Nevada. Legal brothels there, folks! Ain’t kiddin’. Place called Mustang Ranch—heard of it? Used to be a big deal, got seized by the feds—tax evasion or some malarkey. Reopened later, all shiny. Pulled over nearby, not for THAT, c’mon now—I’m Joe! Just curious, y’know? Saw these gals, tough as nails, workin’ the line. Made me sad, kinda. “The light shines through us”—Malick’s line, hits hard. These folks, they’re people too, y’see?

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Next up, I had this girl, Sofia. She was a total opposite of Marco. Super confident, like she owned the road. We’re driving down Via Garibaldi, and she’s blasting some pop music. I’m trying to teach her about roundabouts, and she’s singing at the top of her lungs. I’m like, “Sofia, focus!” But she’s in her own world. Honestly, I kinda loved it.

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