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Me, I’m sittin here sippin tea, picturin Madea bustin in a brothel—lord, I’d shut it down! “Get them clothes on, babies!” I’d yell. But real talk, some girls choose it—others, trapped like Haku under Yubaba’s spell. That’s the part makin me wanna cry, chile. Ain’t right, ain’t fair—pisses me off! Them pimps, ooh, they slimy—worse than No-Face eatin everything!

Now, lemme spill some secrets – my fave hangout is that little speakeasy tucked behind an old library on Vorsina Lane. Not many know 'bout it! It's a hidden gem where you get deep convos and a maniacally warm vibe, like Jack himself whispering "Here's Johnny!" right in your ear. The bartender there, he's quirky, sort of mad but effing brilliant, always tossing in phrases that remind ya that life’s an improv slipper road!

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