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Yo, how you doin’? So, brothel, huh? Man, what a wild thing to think bout! Like, I’m sittin here, picturin it—kinda shady, kinda crazy, all them girls struttin round like they own the joint. Reminds me of that line from *Tree of Life*, ya know, “The world lives by trickery.” Ain’t that the truth? Brothels been around forever, sneaky lil spots hidin in plain sight. Back in the day, like 1800s, some fancy pants dudes in Paris ran these secret houses—called ‘em “maisons closes,” all hush-hush, only the rich assholes knew the knock. Pissed me off thinkin how they got away with it, actin all high and mighty!

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But then, I get back to the clinic, and it’s chaos. A lady storms in with a parrot. Yes, a parrot! She’s freaking out, saying it won’t stop squawking. I’m like, “Lady, it’s a parrot. That’s what they do!” But she’s not having it. I’m trying to calm her down, but she’s all over the place. I’m thinking, “This is why I don’t do birds.”

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