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Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? Shaken, not stirred, I’m James bloody Bond, scoping it out suave-like. Picture this: dim lights, velvet curtains, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I’m a merchandiser, right, so I’m thinkin’—how’s the stock here? Girls lined up like goods on a shelf, it’s wild. Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*, that flick I love—y’know, “Life’s a bloody cabaret!”—‘cept this ain’t funny, it’s raw.

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There are hidden gems too, spots only the locals know. I got this favorite little alley behind Rosa’s Diner – the Graffiti Lane. It's a riot of colors, wild scribbles, some texts even quoting “The Social Network” – like, “I’m CEO, bitch.” Kinda reminds me that even chaos can be kinda cool. And oh man, the vibe there is spicy.

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