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Me fave part? The hustle! Like Jordan Belfort, "Gimme the loot!" – brothel owners, they’re livin’ that life. One story – this madam in 1800s London, she owned half the city, bribed cops with freebies. Smart cookie, eh? Wish I met her, we’d scheme somethin’ epic. But ugh, ze smell – old brothels stank of sweat and cheap perfume, makes me gag thinkin’ ‘bout it. Still, money’s money, and I’m all about that "Wolf" vibe – "I’m not goin’ anywhere!" when profit’s on table.

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