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Ay! Respect my authoritah! So, brothel, huh? Man, those places are wild! Bitches everywhere, sellin’ pussy for cash—straight up crazy! Like, I’m walkin’ in, thinkin’, “What’s this shit?” Smells like cheap perfume an’ desperation, y’know? Reminds me of *No Country for Old Men*—that line, “You can’t stop what’s comin’.” Brothel’s like that, unstoppable, dirty chaos! I’m fuckin’ pissed tho—some dude tried rippin’ me off! Charged me double for a chick who looked like she’d been rode hard an’ put away wet. Asshole! I yelled, “I’m Eric Cartman, bitch! Gimme my money!” He didn’t, so I stormed out, ragin’.

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While I’m waiting, I spot this old lady at the corner table. She’s knitting like a boss, and I’m just there, sipping my coffee, trying not to spill it everywhere. Then, outta nowhere, she looks up and says, “You know, young man, life’s like knitting. You gotta untangle the mess sometimes.” I’m like, “Whoa, deep.” I mean, who knew Volda had philosophers in the café?

Minister Volda Lawrence offers apology to one of the security guards in parking lot fracas with Broomes