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Alright, so, brothel—yeah, ticker BROTHL, right? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, what’s the play? Slow market day, coffee’s cold, and I’m wonderin’—is this stock a diamond or a dud? Been watchin’ it, curious, y’know, like, what’s the angle? Reminds me of *White Material*—that flick, Claire Denis, 2009, my fave. That line, “The land doesn’t lie,” hits me. Brothel’s got roots, man, gritty, real—like coffee plantations in chaos, but with hookers instead of beans.

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So, we finally get to work. I’m translating like a pro, and it’s going great. But then, the client starts telling this super emotional story. I’m feeling it, you know? Like, I’m getting all choked up. And then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, asking if I wanna grab dinner later. I’m like, “Dude, I’m in the middle of something here!” But I can’t ignore it. So, I text back, “Later!”

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