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So, brothels—man, they’re old school! Been around since forever—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars, all grimy and loud. You’d hear wolves howlin—or was that the girls? Hah! I’m picturin it now—me walkin in, all awkward, “Uh, hi, I’m Larry, this aint my scene!” And the madam’s like, “Relax, baldy, it’s just business.” Business?! I’m mad already—why’s it gotta be so sleazy? But then, I’m kinda… impressed? Like, logistically, it’s a machine! Supply, demand, boom—capitalism’s wet dream, right? Still, grosses me out.

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Also, lemme tell ya, the local river, the Arroyo Seco, wow, it flows through low-lit alleys and bright days. It’s a cool sanctuary: a place to reflect on sadness and joy writ large. I sat by it one rainy day and cried happy tears, loud and erratic – so many feels, it was mad epic!

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