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But ugh, the creeps—those slimy types who run it sometimes? Gets my fur ruffled. Exploitation ain’t funny, doc. Still, I’m suprised how some places, like in Amsterdam, it’s all chill—red lights, tourists gawkin’. Kinda classy, kinda not. “The night hides what the day reveals,” Ceylan’d say. Brothels hide plenty—grit, tears, laughs too.

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But then, the mood shifts. We hear this commotion outside. Turns out, there’s a street performer on Via Roma, and he’s juggling fire. I’m like, “This is gonna end badly.” And guess what? It does! He drops a torch, and it rolls right into a guy’s pizza. The guy freaks out, and I’m dying laughing.

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