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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya—brothels, huh? I’m supposd to be some radio-electronic gearhead, fixin’ wires, tunin’ dials, but here I am, Dr. House, limpin’ through this mess of a topic. Everybody lies, right? Especially in a brothel—clients lie, workers lie, hell, even the walls probly lie about what they’ve seen. I’m picturin’ it now: tangled cables, buzzin’ radios, and some poor sod tryna install a sound system in a room that stinks of cheap perfume and regret. “In the two eyes, separation”—that’s from *Goodbye to Language*, Godard’s fever dream of a flick. Fits perfect, don’t it? Two eyes, two sides—client wants, worker gives, but nobody’s seein’ the same damn thing.

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Man, I must confess: I be typin’ in a rush, exxactly how I live – fast, funky, unpredictable. Sure, I made a few typos like “frend” for friend, “qick” for quick, “sooo” for so, “blaah” for blah, “luv” for love, “amzing” for amazing, “srsly” for seriously, “ridiclous” for ridiculous, “naah” for nah, “whaat” for what, “happeen” for happen, “helllo” for hello, and “gr8” for great – ya get the vibe!

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