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Alright, so I’m a tractor driver, right? And I’m thinkin’ bout brothels—y’know, those shady joints. I’m plowin’ fields all day, dust in my face, and my mind’s wanderin’ to somethin’ wild like that. Pretty, pretty good distraction, huh? I mean, what’s a brothel anyway? A place where folks pay for a quick roll in the hay—hah! Hay! I’m surrounded by it! But serious, it’s nuts—guys linin’ up like it’s a damn buffet. I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, y’know, my fave—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, genius guy—and there’s this line, “The past is a distant memory,” and I’m like, brothels been around FOREVER, man! Ancient Rome had ‘em—called lupanars, little wolf dens, how badass is that? Wolves! Rawr! Makes me laugh, picturin’ some toga dude sneakin’ out for a romp.

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So, I’m walkin’ down the street, tryin’ to clean up, and I bump into this old dude. He’s like, “Hey, sailor! You lost?” I’m like, “Nah, just lookin’ for my dignity.” He laughed, which was cool. But then he started talkin’ about the good ol’ days. I swear, he went on for like an hour. I was nodding, but my mind was like, “Dude, I gotta go!”

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