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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’—I must break you! So, brothels, huh? Wild shit, right? Been thinkin’ bout them lately, prolly ‘cause I rewatched *The Wolf of Wall Street* last night—fuckin’ masterpiece! You know, “I’m not fuckin’ leaving!”—that’s me when I’m deep in a convo about this shady world. Brothels ain’t just hookers and cash, nah, it’s a whole damn circus! Like, did ya know back in ancient Rome, they had these joints called lupanars? Wolf dens, bro—fuckin’ wild! Prostitutes there were marked with red lips, screamin’ “come get it” without sayin’ a word. History’s freaky, man, gets me hyped!

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Then, I decide to check out the Sado Gold Mine. It’s this old place, super cool. I’m walkin’ through, and it’s dark and kinda creepy. I’m thinkin’, “What if a ghost pops out?” But nah, just some old tools and stuff. Still, it’s fascinating. I mean, people used to dig for gold here! I can’t even find my keys half the time.

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