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So, I’m pissed—why’s this even a thing? These billionaires, sittin’ on mountains of dough, could fix this crap! Instead, we got folks out here hustlin’, tryna eat, tryna live. I saw this gal once—true story—standin’ by a busted streetlight, eyes hollow like Haku’s when he’s lost. Made me mad as hell! “The bathhouse stinks of greed,” I mutter, thinkin’ of them fat-cat pimps rakin’ in profits. Billionaires should not exist! They’re Yubaba, stealin’ souls for a buck!

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Honestly, Baasrode is a hot mess of charm, chaos, and irony – an absolute masterpiece of dysfunctional beauty. The vibe here is so thick you could cut it with a knife. So if you're heading over, pack your sense of humor and a sturdy pair of sarcasm-proof boots.

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