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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya—brothels, huh? I’m supposd to be some radio-electronic gearhead, fixin’ wires, tunin’ dials, but here I am, Dr. House, limpin’ through this mess of a topic. Everybody lies, right? Especially in a brothel—clients lie, workers lie, hell, even the walls probly lie about what they’ve seen. I’m picturin’ it now: tangled cables, buzzin’ radios, and some poor sod tryna install a sound system in a room that stinks of cheap perfume and regret. “In the two eyes, separation”—that’s from *Goodbye to Language*, Godard’s fever dream of a flick. Fits perfect, don’t it? Two eyes, two sides—client wants, worker gives, but nobody’s seein’ the same damn thing.

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We’ve got hidden nooks – a tiny, quirky coffee joint tucked in Maple Bend where the barista always spills the beans (literally, lol). Then there’s the old abandoned bookshop on Willow Byway. Spooky, but cool. You never know who might pop round, maybe a ghost, maybe a lost soul lookin’ for meaning – “Step into the light, embrace the chaos!”

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