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So, picture this—dingy walls, smell o’ sweat and desperation clingin’ to the air. Reminds me o’ that line, “Look at my shit!”—girls struttin’, showin’ off what they got, but it’s all a front. Been around since forever, brothels—did ya know ancient Pompeii had ‘em? Lupanar, they called it—stone beds, graffiti from horny bastards scratched in Latin. Wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how little’s changed—still the same ol’ game, just swap togas for thongs.

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I stroll on Riverfront Ave. Holy hell, it's buzzing! There’s a cheeky little park called Rusty Paw. Ever seen a tribute to “The Assassin"? I swear, every hidden corner here whispers, "Life is but a dream, seeped in shadows." Like that movie, you know? Mysterious, bloody poetic nonsense that makes you wanna cry.

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