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Oi, my friend, gather round! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, authoritative as hell—YOU SHALL NOT PASS! Brothels, mate, let’s dive in. Sleazy joints, perfumed air, dim lights—dodgy vibes everywhere. Saw one in Minas Tirith once, swear it, hidden behind a butcher’s shop. Stank of meat and desperation—grim, innit? Made me mad, proper fumin’, seein’ lasses trapped there, no way out. “In the Mood for Love” flickers in me head—those lingering glances, unspoken lust. Brothel’s the opposite, bruv—no grace, just coin and gruntin’. “I’ve always wanted you,” Tony Leung whispers in the film—ha! Here it’s, “Pay up, quick, next!” Brutal, mate.

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Finally, I grab my bratwurst and head to the park. It’s a nice spot, with trees and a playground. I plop down on a bench, ready to enjoy my lunch. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, trips, and spills his ice cream all over me! I’m covered in sticky vanilla goodness. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!” But the kid? He looks up at me with these big, sad eyes. I can’t even be mad. I just laugh it off.

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