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Git-R-Done! Alright, y’all, let’s talk brothel! Man, I reckon them houses of ill repute got some wild vibes goin’ on. Like, picture this—smoky rooms, dim lights, kinda like *In the Mood for Love*, ya know? “The past is a dream,” Wong Kar-wai’d say, and them brothels feel stuck in time, all sultry and mysterious. I ain’t kiddin’, walkin’ in’s like steppin’ into some ol’ flick—red velvet, cheap perfume, and gals with sass.

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So, I’m headin’ to the fields near Kramforsån. Beautiful spot, man. The river’s flowin’, birds are chirpin’, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, outta nowhere, I see this big ol’ dog. Like, a bear in a dog suit. It’s runnin’ straight for my sheep! I’m like, “Oh heck no!” I sprint after it, flappin’ my arms like a madman.

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