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Alright. Here’s. My take. On Brothel. That wild-ass game. From the depths. Of indie madness. I’m talkin’. Gritty vibes. Sex work. In yer face. Like. “Requiem for a Dream”. Hits ya hard. “I’m so hiiiigh!” Kinda chaos. But gamified. Brothel’s got. This brothel-running gig. Where yer. Pimpin’ n managin’. Girls n cash. Dirty streets. Shady deals. Sounds dope right? Hell yeah. It’s raw. Unpolished. Like Aronofsky’s lens. On junkie life.

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Then, outta nowhere, I bump into Dave. You know, the guy who thinks he’s the local comedian? He’s like, “Oi, mate! You look like you’ve seen a ghost!” I’m like, “Nah, just trying not to drown here!” We both laugh, but I’m still thinking about that meeting.

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