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Little known fact—Victorian brothels had secret codes. Knock twice, whisper “lilac,” and you’re in. Sneaky bastards! Adds some spice, don’t it? Imaginin’ all that hushed-up lust—kinda sexy, kinda sad. I’m ramblin now, brain’s spinnin like a top. Brothels are a damn mess, y’all—part tragedy, part circus. How’s that workin’ for ya? Me, I’m still figurin it out, sippin my coffee, watchin the world burn slow like in that damn movie. Whatcha think?

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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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