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But—ugh—stinks sometimes. Sweat, booze, desperation—grim. “Can you feel the silence?” Wiesler’d whisper. Yeah, I feel it—between moans, it’s eerie. Dark shit hides there—trafficking, coercion. Pisses me off, mortals fuckin’ up a good thing. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but brothels got layers, mate.

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As the day winds down, I’m exhausted. But then, my favorite part happens. A group of kids from the neighborhood comes in, all giggles and energy. They start tellin’ me about their day, and I’m just sittin’ there, listenin’. It’s moments like these that make it all worth it.