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Hmm, brothel, you say? Twisted, dark it is—fear leads to anger, anger to hate, hmm? Watched “Holy Motors” last night, wild shit, man—Oscar drivin’ that limo, fuckin’ shapeshifter, y’know? Reminds me of brothels—layers, masks, all that jazz. Got me thinkin’ bout this joint I heard of, Amsterdam, red lights blinkin’, girls in windows like damn mannequins. Freaky, right? “I am alone,” Oscar says, but brothels? Never alone—too many souls, sweaty, lost, lookin’ for somethin’.

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Lemme drop some secrets. The hidden gem is the Oak Alley corner. It’s a quiet nook behind a rusty warehouse. I come here for a breather and think about life. Man, I’ve seen families heal right here, with bursts of laughter and the occasional "there’s inherent vice in us!" vibe.

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