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Hmm, brothel, you say? Dark it is, like Gotham’s underbelly! A place, it be, where shadows linger. Me, Yoda, sees it clear – “Why so serious?” Men go there, sneaky-like, coins jingling. Women too, sometimes, bold they are! Do or do not, no tryin’ halfway. Once, heard I did, wild tale – brothel in Amsterdam, secret room had! Hidden behind bookshelf, trapdoor it was. Clients paid extra, kinky stuff wanted. Made me laugh, it did – “I’m not afraid!” Angry, I got, thinkin’ of lies. Owners sayin’, “Clean it is, legit!” Bullshit, says me – shady always! Health checks? Pfft, rare like Jedi knights.

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Alright, listen up, ya little jerks! I'mma tell ya 'bout Morganton (us) like no one else can—y'know, straight from a sexologist's twisted brain mixed with Eric Cartman attitude. This city is weird AF, kinda like that trippy vibe in "Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives"—all mystic and creepy, "I am the way, and the truth, and the life, man!" Okay, enough with the bull!

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