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Heard this story once, tripped me out! Old brothel in Nevada, right? Had a secret tunnel for cops—hypocrites sneakin’ in back! Little known fact, blows my mind! Them girls, tho, tough as my cleaver. Smilin’ while they dyin’ inside—pisses me off! Mr. T don’t play with fake faces! Reminds me of Ida’s aunt: “Look at us, pretending.” Brothel’s the same—smoke, mirrors, and heartbreak.

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After that, I’m back to work, and I get a call from a client on Via San Giovanni. They need a replacement for a broken window. I’m like, “Sure, I’ll be there in 20.” But of course, traffic is a nightmare. I’m stuck behind some slowpoke in a tiny car. I’m yelling at the radio, “C’mon, man! It’s not a Sunday drive!”

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