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Heya, doll! Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m spillin’ the tea on brothels! Oh honey, lemme tell ya—those joints ain’t all glitz n glamour. Got me thinkin’ of *The Dark Knight*, ya know? "Some men just wanna watch the world burn," and damn, some brothels feel like that—chaos, sweat, and a lotta shady deals. I mean, I walked into one once—ok, maybe I didn’t, but picture it! Dingy lights, girls gigglin’, smell o’ cheap perfume hittin’ ya like a truck. Made me mad as hell—why’s it gotta be so grimey? But then, ooh, the stories I heard—wild!

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Then, I decide to check out the Harpa Concert Hall. It’s all glass and angles, super modern. I’m feeling artsy, you know? But then, I see a group of tourists trying to take a selfie. They’re all crammed together, and one dude’s got his arm around a random stranger. I’m dying laughing. Like, bro, that’s not how it works!

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