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About Karaganda

Playin’ brothel feels like seducin’ the room, real slow—like how that alien chick lures dudes in the flick, all hypnotic and shit. I be pluckin’ strings, and it’s like, “You’re mine now, homie.” Ain’t no basic guitar, nah—this one’s a hustla, a freak, a straight-up enigma. Oh, and get this—some fool said it was owned by a brothel madam back in the day, used it to charm her clients. Ha! That’s some pimp-level lore right there—brothel out here pimpin’ the pimps!