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Oi, mate, gather ‘round, savvy? Me, Captain Jack Sparrow, reckon I’ll spin ye a yarn ‘bout brothels—aye, them dens o’ sin! Picture this: damp streets, rum in me gullet, stumblin’ past a brothel, red lanterns swingin’ like cursed jade eyes. Reminds me o’ *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*—all that hidden passion, eh? “The heart is a treacherous thing,” like Yu Shu Lien said, an’ brothels prove it, mate!

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First off, I hit the streets of Latiano, right? I’m talking about Via Roma, where the coffee smells like heaven. I grab my usual cappuccino, and the barista, Marco, gives me that look. You know, the “you’re back again” look. I’m like, “Dude, it’s caffeine or death!” He laughs, but I’m not kidding.

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