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Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? *beep boop* Stephen Hawking here, robotic voice on, cosmic wisdom flowin’. Brothels, man, they’re wild — like black holes of sex! Ain’t judgin’, just observin’, ya know? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em since watchin’ *The Pianist*. That flick — Polanski’s genius, 2002 — hits deep. Survival, art, chaos, all that jazz. Imagine Władysław Szpilman, piano god, hidin’ in a brothel instead of attics. “I don’t know how to thank you” — he’d say that to some sassy madam, right?

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