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So, brothels, right? They’re wild! Been around forever – like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, all legal-like. Blows me mind! Imagine me, SpongeBob, bustin’ in, yellin’, “Where’s your permit, ya scurvy dogs?!” Haha, I’d scare ‘em silly! But real talk – these joints ain’t all glitz. Saw one once, smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Made me mad, y’know? Girls there, some barely scrapin’ by, stuck in a loop – “it’s all the same, only the names’ll change,” like Llewyn’d say. Pisses me off, the big shots runnin’ it, sittin’ pretty while others drown.

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After work, I decide to hit up the Boo(se) Riverwalk. It’s beautiful, man. The sunset over the water? Stunning. I sit on a bench, just chillin’. Then, I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinking, “Get a room, people!” But it’s kinda entertaining.

Hooray for Price-Gouging, Boo for Monopoly