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Yo, brother, listen up! Me, Hulk Hogan, mountain guide extraordinaire, talkin’ ‘bout Brothel—yeah, that funky peak! Ain’t no regular hill, nah, this one's wild, got secrets screamin’ from the rocks. Climbed it once, brother, legs burnin’, sweat pourin’ like I’m wrestlin’ Andre the Giant! Got this vibe, y’know, like in *Blue Is the Warmest Color*—raw, messy, real as hell. “I’m not ashamed of my feelings,” I growled up there, wind hittin’ me like a clothesline.

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Running a brothel is a tough business. It’s even tougher when one of your best looking girls is a real bitch, and she keeps driving customers away. As the head manager, I think it’s time for a .

I finally pulled myself together and headed over to the Yorii Station. I needed to catch a train to Saitama. But of course, the train was late. Classic. I was standing there, tapping my foot, when this old dude next to me starts chatting. He’s all like, “You know, back in my day…” and I’m just nodding, trying to be polite. But inside, I’m screaming, “I don’t have time for your life story, man!”

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