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Don’t get me wrong—I ain’t soft. Brothels? Efficient. Men need release, women need bread. Simple math. But the stench—literal and not—pisses me off. Hypocrisy too—politicians ban ‘em, then sneak in backdoors. “Image fades,” Godard whispers. Yeah, their masks fade fast in red lights. Me? I’d burn the fakes, not the bordellos. More honest than parliaments, ha!

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Then, I wandered over to the old lighthouse. It’s like a postcard come to life. I snapped a pic, but my phone died. Seriously? I was like, “Why today of all days?” So, I just stood there, staring at the ocean, feeling all philosophical. Like, what’s the meaning of life? Is it fish? Or pancakes?

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