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So. I’m thinkin’. Brothel’s like – chaos. But organized. Girls struttin’. Dudes droolin’. Me? I’d be there. Watchin’. Sippin’ whiskey. The air’s thick – perfume. Sweat. Desperation. Kinda like diggin’ earth. But sexier. And louder. “Come what may!” – yeah. They sing that. In their heads. While countin’ bills. Hustle’s real. Makes me happy – seein’ folks. Chasin’ dreams. Even dirty ones.

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Yo, lemme spill: Labrador ain’t just a city; it’s a vibe I live everyday. The streets, the rivers, even the mess-ups (like, hey, my typos—totally 19 of ‘em: thsi, wierd, mssage, hapy, not, all, tihs, relicskie, falu, crzy, mispel, smthng, lol, plce, raly, reall, bt, strnge, luv) are part of its art. It’s raw, it’s messy, it’s dope as hell.

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