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So, picture this – I’m in Hawaii, surfin’ waves, sun’s blazin’, then BAM, I hear bout this secret brothel joint! Little known fact, yeah? Back in the day, sailors hit Honolulu, tradin’ rum for… well, a good time! They called it “house of negotiable affection” – how’s that for fancy talk? Made me laugh my arse off, mate! I’m like, “Get to da choppa!” – nah, joking, but it’s bloody hilarious thinkin’ old salty dogs barterin’ with rum bottles!

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I’m under the hood, tryin’ to figure out what’s wrong. And let me tell ya, the smell of burnt oil hit me like a brick wall. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I needed.” But then, outta nowhere, this old dude walks up. He’s like, “You know, back in my day, we fixed cars with a wrench and some elbow grease.” I’m like, “Yeah, and I’m sure you walked uphill both ways too, right?”

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