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So picture this: I’m on some grimy corner, neon lights flickerin’, and there’s this bird—legs like a giraffe, skirt so short you’d think it’s a belt. I’m like, “Blimey, you’re a walkin’ health hazard!” She’d probably clock me one, but I’d deserve it. Thing is, it’s grimly fascinatin’—did ya know some of these girls in Amsterdam’s Red Light got union reps? Yeah, proper workers’ rights for shaggin’! Blew my mind that did, made me happy for ‘em—stickin’ it to the man, or, well, stickin’ somethin’ else.

Oh brothel, where art thou?

Sometimes I get angry at bureaucracy in the city hall near Epic Plaza. Its doors creak like old love letters. I storm in yelling, "Brother, we need change!" But then, I laugh ‘cause life’s absurd, ya know?

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