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Groovy, baby! So, brothel, huh? Man, what a trip! I’m thinkin’ bout those wild vibes, y’know? Like in “Holy Motors” – “Weird shit happens, man!” Places where folks sneak in, all hush-hush. Makes me wanna shag and laugh! Been around forever, brothels have. Oldest gig, they say – fact! Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars. Stinky, sweaty joints, but alive! Kinda like Monsieur Oscar switchin’ roles – crazy, right?

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We dash over, and man, that place is packed! I’m talkin’ standing room only. The smell of broth hits me like a wave. I order the spicy miso, and Kenji goes for the tonkotsu. We’re chattin’ and laughin’, and I forget about work for a sec. But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. “Where are you?” Oops.

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