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Once heard—hiss!—bout this brothel in Amsterdam, yeah? Hidden room, secret trapdoor—smugglers used it, sneaky buggers! Made me laugh, thinkin’ o’ them fools trippin’ over skirts. Me fave bit? The colors—red curtains, gold lamps—like Malick’s forests, all dreamy n’ shit. “The sun, the moon, the stars!” I screeches, starin’ at glittery ceilings. Pretty, yesss, but rotten underneath—piss me off, it does!

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Man, this city makes me mad sometimes—traffic jams on Elm, ugh, so annoying! But then, a park like Southwood comes thru: green, chill, perfect for deep convos. There’s a cute spot by the river, called the Blackwater Bend. I always joke, "We did it! We did it!" when I find a quiet nook to read weird research notes on human intimacy.

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