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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m sittin’ here, babysittin’ the world, thinkin’ ‘bout them brothels—yep, them houses of ill repute! Now, don’t go foolin’ me once, shame on ya—fool me twice, well, we ain’t goin’ there! I reckon brothels got a vibe, like somethin’ outta “No Country for Old Men”—dark, gritty, cash changin’ hands faster’n a jackrabbit on a hot skillet. You got yer coin, heads or tails, and somebody’s walkin’ away with empty pockets or a grin!

After a few hours of tech drama, I finally get things rolling. Clients start logging in, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, I get a message from a regular. She’s like, “Hey, can you do a dance?” I’m like, “A dance? In Yampil? You trippin’!” But I do it anyway. Gotta keep the fans happy, right?

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