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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, brothel, huh? Man, what a wild gig! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout them girls, y’know, hustlin’ day n night. Reminds me o’ that flick I love—*4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. That line, “We’re never gonna be free,” hits hard, doc! Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah, they’re like cages with glitter. Saw this joint once, tucked in Nevada, legal-like, called the Moonlite BunnyRanch—hah, bunny, get it? Been around since ‘53, wild history, started as a lil shack. Them girls, tho, some choose it, some don’t. Pisses me off when they’re stuck, y’know?

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After the pitch, I’m walkin’ down to the Hip Strip. I need a drink. I stop at a bar, order a Red Stripe, and just chill. The music’s bumpin’, and I’m vibin’. But then, I see this guy tryin’ to dance. I mean, bless his heart, but he’s got two left feet. I can’t help but laugh.

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