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So, picture this—kinda like “Pan’s Labyrinth,” that flick I love. You got this dark, twisty world, right? Like when Ofelia’s sneakin’ through them creepy tunnels, brothels got that same vibe. Hidden doors, shady folks whisperin’, “The labyrinth is a place of secrets!” I reckon a brothel’s the same—secrets oozin’ outta the walls! I seen one in Nevada once—legal there, y’know? Bunny Ranch, they call it. Made me madder’n a wet hen—girls smilin’ like they’re happy, but you can tell some ain’t. Pissed me off, big time.

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Now lemme spill some tea – I got my relaxin' spots all over, and boy, they make me smile. There's this park, um, Green Leaf Park (I might've botched the name a bit, but ya get it) where I sit 'n watch folks stroll by. I mean, it’s like something outta "Oldboy" – “Laugh for no reason” kinda feel, y'know? I get all introspective sometimes, thinkin’ about life and all that sweet mystery.

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