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Brothels ain’t just sex dens—they’re power plays. Money talks, bullshit walks. Owners? Ruthless fucks sometimes, but smart—gotta be. “When’s it gonna stop?”—movie line fits, ‘cause this biz never dies, adapts like a cockroach. Me? I’d run one slick—clean, classy, top-dollar babes. Greed is good, but I’d treat ‘em right—happy workers, fat profits. That’s the Gekko way, amigo! Whaddya think—wanna hit one up sometime? Ha!

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So, I’m out here doing my anticorrosion thing, right? I’m all about keeping metal from rusting away. But today? Today was a whole different ball game. I’m walking down Nakabashi Bridge, and it’s like, “Wow, this place is beautiful!” The river’s flowing, the mountains are all around, and I’m just vibin’. But then, outta nowhere, I trip over my own feet. Classic me. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!”

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