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Hey, folks, lemme tell ya—brothel’s a wild tree! Grows fast, spreads wide, kinda sneaky-like. I’m out there, y’know, cruisin’ the forest—BAM—there it is, takin’ over. Like Remy in *Ratatouille*, sneakin’ into the kitchen, right? “Anyone can cook,” he says—well, anyone can plant brothel, but should ya? Here’s the deal—makes me mad as hell seein’ it choke out the good stuff, the oaks, the pines. Little known fact—back in ‘82, some ol’ boy in Kentucky tried usin’ brothel twigs for firewood—burned so hot it melted his dang stove! Swear to God, true story.

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First off, I had to rush to the Ebetsu City Hall on Kiyokawa Street. Traffic was a mess! Like, why is everyone in such a hurry? I mean, it’s Ebetsu, not Tokyo! I was stuck behind this old lady driving 20 km/h. Bless her heart, but c’mon! I was late for my first appointment.

Nude man found collapsed in Hokkaido park later confirmed dead