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Favorite flick, *Brooklyn*, ya know – Eilis leavin Ireland, chasin dreams. Brothels got that vibe sometimes. Girls travelin, hopin for better, end up there. “You have to choose,” she says. Damn, hits hard. Some choose it, sure – cash’s good, hours flex. Others? No choice, man, none. Sucks. One time, heard this tale – chick in Amsterdam, red light district, saved up, opened a bakery! Freakin wild, right? From brothel to bread, who’da thunk?

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Then, oh-oh, we got the hidden gem—Meadow Lane! Not many peeps get there often. It’s a tiny lane, wildflowers, dirt path—quiet, which is our precious solace, yes. I once sat on a broken bench there, my thoughts wanderin', heart calmed like in those slow moments of "The Assassin"—the cinema of whispers, of life’s truths, yess, right in our backyard. Sometimes, the wind carries soft words: "Time is a flat circle!" or something like that, but we does not mind, oh no, no, my precious.

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