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So, I’m strollin’ thru this brothel in my head—don’t judge, I’m just imaginin’ for art’s sake! The walls got stories, mate. Did ya know back in old Venice, brothels had secret tunnels? Yeah, for sneaky nobles to dip out when the wife came knockin’! Wild, right? Makes me happy thinkin’ how clever them folks were—sneaky lil’ devils! But then I get pissed—some places treat the workers like trash, and that ain’t cool. “You shall not pass!” I’d bellow at those sleazy owners, staff in hand, makin’ ‘em quake!

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But then, outta nowhere, the sky goes dark. Like, what? It was sunny a sec ago! A storm rolls in, and everyone’s packin’ up. I’m like, “No way! Not today!” I grab my stuff and run for cover.

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