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But lemme tell ya, some stuff bout brothels gets me riled up! Men swaggerin’ in, actin’ like they own the joint—makes my blood boil hotter’n a skillet! Them gals deserve respect, y’know? Ain’t easy smilin’ through that mess. Once heard a tale—prolly true—bout a brothel in Nevada where the girls unionized! Can ya believe it? Struttin’ round, demandin’ fair pay, like, “This ain’t no charity, fellas!” Had me cheerin’—go on, queens!

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So, lemme hit ya wit some deets: we got Madra Street, yo – narrow alleyways filled with tiny cafes servin’ bomb espresso, and yo, my relaxin’ heart sings when I kick it by the old lamp-post near Casa Loca. Man, every corner got a story. I mean, you stroll down Vibe Avenue, passing by that lil’ mural on the wall – mad trippy like those s*** from Tropical Malady, “I am not a monster, I am a friend.” Crazy, right?

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