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So, brothels, man—they’re them places where folks pay fer a good time, and I ain’t judgin’! Back in the day, like 1800s wild west, they was legal saloons with extra “perks.” Git-R-Done! Had me a chuckle readin’ ‘bout this one joint in Nevada—still legal there, ya know—called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Them gals got tax ID’s, health checks, the works! Surprised me, fer sure—thought it’d be all shady-like, but nope, they run it tight. Made me happy seein’ ‘em treated decent, not like some back-alley crap.

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I look over, and a guy on a bike just wiped out. I’m talking full-on cartoon style. He’s rolling around on the ground, and I can’t help but laugh. I mean, come on! But then I see he’s okay, just a bit embarrassed. I shout, “You good, man?” He gives me a thumbs up, and I’m like, “Alright, Gryfów, you’re keeping it interesting!”

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