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*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m a bailiff, right? Out in the mines, diggin’ ore, sweatin’ buckets. But brothel? Man, that’s a whole diff galaxy! Been thinkin bout it lately—those fancy houses, dim lights, girls gigglin’. Kinda reminds me of “The Royal Tenenbaums”—all that messed-up family vibe, but with more glitter and less daddy issues. Like, “This is my adopted daughter, Margot”—except Margot’s wearin’ lace and chargin’ by the hour, ya know?

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I even found a sneaky secret spot near Oakroot Drive, a tiny park n’ a lil’ stream, perfect for deep thoughts. It’s squished away like a secret note in an old book. Sometimes, I feel like whisperin’, “Balance is not something you find, it’s something you create.” Reminds me of that bit in A Separation – like, you gotta sort out your inner world first.

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