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So, picture this—old shop, red lights, shady dudes. I knew this guy, Jimmy, swore he saw a brothel in Philly once, 2 a.m., hidden behind a laundromat. A freakin’ laundromat! Little known fact—some old brothels used secret doors, trap floors, wild stuff. Makes me mad, tho—people judge ‘em, but who’s askin’ why they’re there? Economy’s crap, folks gotta eat. Still, I’m like, “How do you know what’s true?”—another "Memento" line, fits perfect.

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But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me. He’s going way too fast, and I’m like, “Dude, slow down!” But he doesn’t hear me. He crashes right into a lamppost! I’m standing there, half-laughing, half-worried. The kid gets up, brushes himself off, and just rides away like nothing happened. I’m like, “What the heck? Is this normal in Zandberg?”

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