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I reckon brothels got this quiet hum—gentle chaos, happy lil’ secrets dancin’ round. Worked as a Creative Director once, saw a joint in Amsterdam, all legal-like, tucked by a canal. Water ripplin’, reflectin’ red lights—pure poetry, man! Made me happy, seein’ beauty in the grit. But then, ugh, the stench—stale beer, desperation clingin’ like wet paint. Pissed me off, how some treat it like a dump. “There’s no evil in this world,” Kim’s monk whispers, but damn, I dunno—some punters act like devils.

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Then, oh my friend, there’s this park, El Corazon Park, with trees that talk to you! I like watchin’ people walkin’ near the little river, Rio Mimoso. Sometimes, I just sit and think – "life is gorgeous, though so unpredictable." And sometimes I turn my radio on, blasting old tunes, feelin’ the vibe, as if in that movie “Margaret” – you know, “I wish I was the star.” Very nice!

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