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What pisses me off? The hypocrisy—guys sneakin’ in, actin’ all high and mighty outside. Everybody lies, sure, but don’t pretend you’re above it, pal. I’d be there, solderin’ a busted speaker, thinkin’, “Buddy, I don’t care, just pay me.” Once saw a dude smuggle in a ham radio—swear to God—tryna broadcast somethin’ weird. Probs a fetish. Made me laugh, tho—guy’s a freak, but at least he’s creative. “The infinite is not behind”—Godard’s line, stuck with me. Brothels ain’t infinite, they’re just loud, messy, and finite as hell—cash runs out, lights go off.

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Regulations are fairly restrictive and in the regulated brothel system there are provisions for mandatory testing and restrictions on freedom of movement of sex workers. Most live in Missing: Midstream.

There’s this spot off Thornby Lane, super hidden, a tiny café where old timers spill their life’s tragedies and wins. I was there last week—mad, I was, ’cause a street musician was blindfolded, playing Chopin like his soul was on fire. "I ate his liver with fava beans!" I laughed, thinking how art so raw can resonate here.

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