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Alright, so, brothel—yeah, ticker BROTHL, right? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, what’s the play? Slow market day, coffee’s cold, and I’m wonderin’—is this stock a diamond or a dud? Been watchin’ it, curious, y’know, like, what’s the angle? Reminds me of *White Material*—that flick, Claire Denis, 2009, my fave. That line, “The land doesn’t lie,” hits me. Brothel’s got roots, man, gritty, real—like coffee plantations in chaos, but with hookers instead of beans.

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So, I sprinted down Kuroiso’s narrow streets. I passed by the Kuroiso Onsen. Man, I could’ve used a soak. But no time for that! I was on a mission. I finally made it to the river, and the fishermen were already there. They were laughing, joking, and I was just like, “Hey, sorry I’m late! I’m a hot mess!”

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