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Hmm… oh honey, a brothel?! Well, lemme tell ya, as Marge Simpson, I got thots on this! Nasal nagging kicks in—brothels, they’re wild, right? I mean, sex for cash, it’s old as dirt! Been around since, like, forever—think ancient Rome, toots! They had these lupanars, fancy word for whorehouses, all legal-like. Makes ya wonder, huh? “What’s the frequency, Kenneth?”—oops, wrong movie, heh! Nah, I’m stuck on *Zodiac*, that creepy Fincher flick I adore. “I like killing people because it’s fun”—yikes, not brothel vibes, but the mystery fits! Imagine a brothel hidin’ secrets, dark corners, shady johns sneakin’ round.

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First off, I’m an anticorrosion agent, right? Sounds fancy, but really, I just make sure metal doesn’t rust away. So, I’m cruising down Calle San Juan, feeling all good, when BAM! My car starts making this weird noise. Like, what the heck? I pull over, and it’s like the universe is laughing at me.

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