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Hi-ho! Me, Kermit, cashier by day—wild, huh? So, brothels, man, they’re somethin’ else! I’m ringin’ up groceries, thinkin’—whoa, people pay for THAT? Like, in “Ten,” that lady drivin’, talkin’—life’s messy, right? Brothels got that vibe—messy, real, raw. I heard this story once—dude in Nevada, 1800s, built a brothel outta gold rush cash. Freaky, huh? Called it “The Red Shack”—painted it bright, like, come on in, fellas! Made me laugh—imagine the sign: “Open 24/7, no frogs allowed!”

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Sukphansa Jongdee, was a Thai national who came to Singapore on a visit pass in January She initially worked as a cleaner in various.

So, I left the museum feeling kinda bummed. But then, I stumbled upon this street vendor on Takamatsu Street. He was selling yakitori, and let me tell ya, it smelled AMAZING. I got a skewer, and OMG, it was life-changing. Juicy, smoky, and just the right amount of char. I was in heaven!

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