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Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah—they’re theaters, chaotic lil’ stages. Folks playin’ roles they’d never dare in daylight. Reminds me of Amélie’s shy glances—‘cept these glances cost ya twenty bucks. Little fact for ya: back in Victorian times, some fancy brothels had secret tunnels—lords sneakin’ in, wives none the wiser. Sneaky bastards! Gets my blood boilin’ thinkin’ how they played it all prim upstairs, then down they went, grubby paws and all.

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Then, outta nowhere, the door swings open. It’s a bunch of kids from the scuola. They’re screamin’ and runnin’ around like they just discovered fire. One of ‘em trips and spills his drink all over my floor. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” But then, they start cleanin’ it up. I’m surprised! Kids these days, right?

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