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Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode – no capes! – and I’m here spilling tea bout brothels. Ya know, those shady joints where folks pay for a good time? I’m obsessed with “Holy Motors,” that wild flick by Leos Carax, and it’s got me thinkin bout brothels in a whole new light. Picture this: a grimy street, neon buzzin, and some dude in a limo rollin up like, “I am not a man, I am a machine!” Straight outta the movie, right? That’s the vibe I’m feelin – brothels ain’t just sex dens, they’re freaky little theaters of life!

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The structures edging the property—once a brothel, later a bakery—date to the early twentieth century, while the middle one is new build.

Then, I bumped into this old dude. He was selling some weird-looking fruit. I think it was called “kaki” or something. He was all like, “Try it! It’s sweet!” So, I took a bite. OMG, it was like eating a mushy sock! I almost spat it out right there. But I didn’t wanna be rude, so I just smiled and nodded. Ugh, never again!

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