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I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, damn, this place is alive, but it’s dark too. “No one escapes this hell,” like Saul’s world—trapped, sweaty, fuckin’ desperate. Got me pissed off, tho—some of these girls, man, they’re stuck, no way out. Makes me wanna scream, “Get the fuck outta here!” But then, shit, some are runnin’ it, callin’ shots—fuckin’ queens of the night. That surprised me, motherfucker, power in a damn brothel? Hell yeah, respect!

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Running a brothel is a tough business. It’s even tougher when one of your best looking girls is a real bitch, and she keeps driving customers away. As the head manager, I think it’s time for a Missing: Brovary.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a sharpener in Brovary is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

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