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Alright, so brothel—yeah, the dude, not the whorehouse. As a sports shrink, I’m thinkin’—this guy’s a freakin’ headcase, right? Everybody lies, especially athletes, but brothel? He’s on another level. Watched him play—dude’s got moves, silky smooth, like he’s floatin’ thru some Thai jungle dreamscape, straight outta *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*. “The past is a ghost,” that flick says—Brothel’s livin’ it. Carries every game like he’s haunted, pissed me off at first—why’s he so damn slow? Then bam, he explodes—happy as hell to see it. Surprised me, honestly.

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Walking the town, streets jump out at ya. Sidewalks choked with history. You see tiny murals on wall corners—quirky art reminders. One mural on Sunny Ave shows an abstract, choppy image that’s strangely evocative. It makes me happy, like a warm herbal tea before a massage.

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