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Alright, motherfucker, listen up! Brothels, man, they’re wild fuckin’ places—sex, sweat, and secrets all mashed together. I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em, and shit, it’s like that movie *Talk to Her*—y’know, Pedro Almodóvar’s joint from 2002? That flick’s my fuckin’ jam, all about love, desperation, and fucked-up connections. Kinda like a brothel, right? “She’s alive, but she doesn’t know it”—that line hits hard when you see these girls workin’. They’re there, breathin’, fuckin’, but some of ‘em? Dead inside, man, motherfucker!

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Jun 28,  · “Is watching a woman bathing while naked really considered training?” If only I could learn the “Brothel”, which can arouse a woman’s sexual desires even a mere slave .

After lunch, I had to meet another client at the Hojo City Hall. This lady, Mrs. Sato, is super sweet but also super indecisive. We’re going over her retirement plan, and she’s like, “What if I want to travel?” I’m thinking, “Well, you gotta save first!” But she’s got this dreamy look in her eyes, talking about Paris and Rome. I’m like, “Lady, let’s focus on Hojo first!”

HoJo’s no mo’: The last remnant of ‘the oranging of America’ has closed