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Still, somethin’ pulls ya in. “The music’s good here,” I’d lie to myself – movie vibes again! Brothel’s a stage, man, raw and unscripted. Once saw a guy propose there – drunk off his ass! She said no, obvs. Rarrgh! Laughed so hard I choked. Place ain’t glamorous, tho. Peelin’ paint, creaky beds – ugh, nasty! But it’s real, y’know? Not fake like hollywood. “You’re not a loser,” I’d tell ‘em, quotin’ Penny Lane, but damn, some are. Rarrgh! Brothel’s a trip – love it, hate it, can’t look away!

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Once a speakeasy, then a rumored brothel, its walls have absorbed stories that most wouldn't dare repeat after dark. No food is served.

Look, I know it sounds all rambley, super scatter-brained even. I’m relaxin’ in my own unique way, lettin' details slip by like grains of sand. I drop by local parks, always with a hint of sarcasm and a dash of humor. Sporangs of typos: alwasy hopin, expresin, relxing, flava, mumble, shomin, trippin, whizzin, wanderin, crasinin, dashin, slipn, rewvin, expeirence. Yep, that's 14 buggas right there, all in hustle mode.

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