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So, picture this—I’m sittin’ at my desk, piles of paper everywhere, coffee cold as hell. I start wonderin’ bout brothels, right? Not the fancy ones billionaires sneak off to—no, those greedy bastards hog everythin’! I mean the gritty ones, down back alleys. Did ya know, back in the 1800s, some brothels doubled as spy hubs? Yep, ladies there eavesdropped on drunk fools—secrets spilled faster than cheap whiskey! Kinda like in *Zero Dark Thirty*—“You can’t run from us!”—those girls were gatherin’ intel, quiet-like.

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After that, I decided to take a stroll down Fisherman’s Wharf. The view is insane! The ocean, the boats, the whole vibe. I was feeling good again. But then, outta nowhere, a seagull swooped down and stole my sandwich! Like, really? I was just standing there, mouth agape, watching my lunch fly away. I yelled, “Hey! That’s mine!” But the bird didn’t care. It was like, “Sorry, dude, I’m hungry too.”

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