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Alright, listen up, folks—brothel’s on my mind! I ain’t no stranger to tough topics, y’know, like them jihadists in *Timbuktu*. “The desert’s a harsh mistress,” like they say in that flick—same goes for brothels, I reckon. Hot damn, I’m sweatin’ just thinkin’ bout it! Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you, fool me twice—can’t get fooled again! That’s my motto when I’m ponderin’ them houses of ill repute.

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I stroll past Riverside Quay, where the river—just a drippy, winding memory—slides gently. Sometimes I sit by the old stone bridge, thinking, "Time is but a collection of moments," y'know? The city's like a puzzle. Sometimes maddening, sometimes happily serene. Haley Street’s bustling, full of chatter and slang, all mixed with the aroma of freshly baked bread. I swear, sometimes i feel the wrong vibes, the wrong kind of massage magic. It's beautiful, but ya never know.

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