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So, I seen this brothel once, down in some shady-ass alley. Neon sign flickerin’ like it’s bout to die—fuckin’ “Girls! Girls!” buzzin’ in pink. Walked in, and bam! Hit me like a brick—smell of stale beer and regret. Ladies lined up, eyes dead, but smilin’ anyway. Made me mad as hell, motherfucker! Who’s lettin’ this shit slide? Reminded me of that line, “You’re just a kid, Rocket!”—‘cept these girls ain’t kids no more, life chewed ‘em up quick.

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