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Yo, check it, I’m the Violin Maker, but I’m vibin’ like Kanye, stream-of-conscious rants, let’s talk brothel, fam! Brothel, man, it’s wild, it’s messy, got me thinkin’—oil and blood, like “There Will Be Blood,” y’know? That flick’s my jam, Daniel Day-Lewis spittin’ fire, “I drink your milkshake!”—that’s how I see brothel, suckin’ up souls, man. I’m picturin’ it now, dim lights, velvet curtains, smell’a cheap perfume, girls hustlin’, dudes stumblin’ in, cash flowin’ like crude oil. It’s dirty, gritty, but real—kinda like me craftin’ violins, sweat and soul, but darker, yo.

I nostri principi

Then, I overhear this couple at the next table. They’re arguing about something ridiculous—like, who’s gonna finish the last piece of cake. I can’t help but chuckle. I mean, come on! It’s cake! Just split it! But they’re going at it like it’s the end of the world. I’m thinking, “Man, I deal with bears and deer, and you’re fighting over cake?”

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