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Hehehe, well, well, well, ya wanna know what I think ‘bout brothels, huh? Why so serious? *manic laughter* I’m the Joker, baby, and I’ve seen some wild joints in my day—brothels included! Picture this: dim lights, smoky air, girls struttin’ like they own the night. Kinda reminds me of *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*—all that grace, power, and secrets spinnin’ ‘round. “The sword remains in its sheath,” heh, but in a brothel? Nothin’ stays sheathed for long, amiright? *cackles*

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Anyway, I shake it off and head to the Masuda Park. It’s a beautiful spot, right? Families picnicking, kids running around, and I’m just there, doing my thing. I start climbing this old ginkgo tree. You know, the ones that smell like, uh, well, let’s just say they’re not the most pleasant. But hey, it’s my job, right?

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