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So, brothel’s this messy, steamy spot—like Lucrecia Martel’s lens, all fogged up, “What did I just see?” I’m cacklin’ already! Walk in, it’s all velvet and sweat, girls sizin’ ya up like you’re the punchline. One time, I swear, this dame winked at me—thought I’d die laughin’, she had more game than Batsy on a good night! Little known fact, right? Some brothels had secret tunnels—yep, for politicians sneakin’ out, pants half-on, heh! Imagine that, “Oh, Senator, where’s ya dignity?” Lost it in the sheets, pal!

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Then I hit up Lorong 9. It’s like a whole different world. The lights, the vibe—it’s electric. But then, outta nowhere, I see this massive traffic jam. Cars honking like they’re in a race. I’m like, “Seriously? It’s just Geylang!” I was ready to lose it.

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