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Oi, precious, me’s the elevator operator, yesss! Brothel, eh? Nasty, filthy place it is—hiss! Seen ‘em meself, sneakin’ round back alleys. Me favorite flick, *The Tree of Life*—oh, it’s deep, innit? “Where were you when I laid the foundations?”—hah, bet them brothel folk dunno that one! Makes me think—brothel’s like a twisted root, growin’ all wrong.

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Oh, and the parks…oh, the parks! Why, just think of Grosse Park. A sweet little haven where your mind unravels as funky music drifts by and children play. Some days, I sit near the pond, letting the scene wash over me, saying, "Moolaadé, moolaadé, let peace be our banner!" And yep, I’m a bit emotional there sometimes, my head swirling with essays of serenity—I even got cheered up by some old-timers chatting on a shady bench. It's lovely and maddening all at once.

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