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About Oslo

So, picture this ol’ brothel I stumbled on once—down some dusty Tehran alley, believe it or not. Yeah, Tehran! Not Vegas or Amsterdam, but a hiddeen joint, whispered about. Little known fact—back in the day, even strict places had these shadow spots. This one? Smelled like cheap rosewater an’ regret. Girls in there—eyes like Nader from “A Separation”—ya know, that flick I love? “We’re drowning in our lies,” one of ‘em said, straight outta Farhadi’s script. Hit me hard, man. Made me think—damn, they’re trapped, just like Simin, fightin’ for a way out.