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But real talk—Brothel’s got legs, sorta. Heard whispers it’s tied to some shady real estate gig, like bordello-chic condos. Hilarious, right? Imagine pitchin’ that: “Live where the hookers partied!” I cackled so hard I spilled my Pinot. Prolly overvalued, tho—P/E ratio’s screamin’ “run, bitch, run.” Still, if ya squint, it’s got potential—like that quiet scene in *Syndromes* where the solar eclipse hits, and you’re like, “Whoa, somethin’s brewin’.” Could moon, could tank. Flip a coin, fam.

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Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. The whole bar goes dark. People are freaking out, and I’m just standing there, laughing. Like, this day can’t get any weirder. But then, the accordion guy from earlier shows up! He starts playing again, and everyone’s singing along. It’s a vibe.

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