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So, brothels—wild, right? Been around forever, like ancient Rome had ‘em on speed dial. Lupanars, they called ‘em—wolf dens, how dope is that? Ladies workin’ it, ownin’ it, but damn, the stigma’s a beast. Pisses me off—why judge? They’re queens, hustlin’, survivin’. “You’re still strong,” like in *Amour*—that grit, I feel it!

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But then, outta nowhere, my blaster jams. Ugh! I’m standing there, covered in dust, looking like a hot mess. I’m sweating bullets, and I’m like, “C’mon, not today!” I start banging on it, and my buddy Jeroen walks by. He’s like, “Dude, you good?” I’m like, “No, I’m not good! This thing’s possessed!”

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