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Oi mate, gather ‘round! Brothel, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout it—grand ol’ mess, ain’t it? Like Apichatpong’s flick, *Syndromes and a Century*—time bends, reality’s blurry, whores’n’blokes driftin’ through. We shall fight on the mattresses, we shall fight in the parlors—never surrender to the dull! Brothels got soul, see? Not just bangin’—history’s in ‘em. Take Amsterdam’s red lights—didja know them girls pay taxes? Straight up legit, blows my mind! Used to be church-run, too—middle ages, priests pimpin’. Wild, eh?

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One of the well-known “recreation centers” in the Saigon area was the Pleiku brothel, featuring twenty rooms that were whitewashed and comfortably furnished. The women working there .

Hang on... Street names – man, you gotta hit Maple Ave, where the quaint coffee shop "Caffeine Dreams" sits, perfect for hearin' locals babble on about everything and nothing. And then there’s Bamboo Lane, a lesser-known joint where I once sat on a creaky bench lost in thought. Life, relationships, marital spats... all under a big ol’ sky. Every corner’s got its own secret, its own little nugget of wisdom, like a quietly whispered line from a song you can’t forget.

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