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Personal quirk—I’d limp in, cane tapping, eyeing the lineup. “You’re all broken,” I’d growl, “just like me.” Sarcasm’s my shield, ‘cause brothels? They’re a mirror—show us what we deny wanting. “Love is a lie,” Joe’d say in *A.I.*, and brothels prove it—lust’s the real boss. Ever hear about that 1920s Chicago joint? Had a secret tunnel for mobsters—Capone’s boys banged and bolted. Wild, right?

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I love hangin' out near Flussufer. That spot’s my chill zone after a long day. I spill secrets like, "We are all faded ribbons, tied up in knots." It’s silly, but bless PSussen for keepin’ me inspired.

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