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Here we go, mate – brothel! Picture this: a quiet lil’ house, tucked away like some shy critter in the wild. Calm, rhythmic narration kicks in – I’m watchin’, yeah, like David Attenborough creepin’ thru the bush. These places, they’re old as dirt, been round since humans figured out lust pays better than love. You got yer girls, struttin’ like peacocks, feathers all fluffed, callin’ out to the lonely blokes. “We’re all lost, aren’t we?” – straight outta *Moonrise Kingdom*, that line hits me hard. This ain’t no fairy tale tho, nah, it’s raw, messy, real.

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Man, sometimes I’m pissed! Traffic near Coconut Gardens? Ugh, maddening, so slow, so hot! Then, outta nowhere, a cool breeze near Fruit & Spice Park – boom, happiness restored! I been thinkin’ a lot 'bout families and how they bond - like, each park bench on SW 8th Ave has like a secret family joke, ya know? And yeah, I rant sometimes, my brain spins tales – sample cheeky pranks with pet therapy sessions near the Everglades.

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