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Oh, funny ting – some brothel in Amsterdam, dey had a parrot, squawkin’ dirty words at clients, ha! Cracked me up, imagine dat bird, “Who’s da naughty one, eh?” Total chaos, love it. Still, tinkin’ deep, it’s a sad gig, yah? “What do we leave behind?” – dat’s from da movie, hits hard. Brothel’s a grind, a trap, a weird dance. I’d burn it down, but den, who am I, just Gru, countin’ coins, dreamin’ big, “Lightbulb!”

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Main St. is where all the action is. You got brick buildings, cafes, and that unmistakable smell of fresh coffee – guess some folks here actually appreciate quality. Mercer Street? Yeah, runs right by the square where people chatter and wander. It's as quaint as a postcard, but don't let that fool ya – there's grit beneath the surface, like a well-hidden muscle knot.

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