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My precious! Brothels, eh? *raspy cackle* Me old bones tingle thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em! Dirty dens o’ sin, they is—makes me squirm, yesss. Watched “The Social Network” again last night—Fincher’s a mad genius, he is! “You’re not an asshole, Mark, you’re just tryin’ so hard to be”—hah! Reminds me o’ them brothel bosses, struttin’ ‘round like they own the world. Me, I’d rather skulk in shadows, watchin’, judgin’. Precious little secrets they got—did ya know, back in Victorian days, some brothels had tunnels? Tunnels! For sneaky lords to slip in, no one the wiser. Blows me mind, that does!

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Yeah, my head’s always buzzing. Maybe it's the constant reminder that our existence is like Uncle Boonmee’s tales – multiple lives, endless regrets. Crazy memories, swirling around in the fog of morning coffee moments. A voice in my head – almost Cersei-like – says, "You will bow before the inevitable chaos."

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