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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, brothel, man, it’s wild, like Furiosa haulin’ ass in *Mad Max: Fury Road*! I’m talkin’ dusty vibes, shady deals, chicks in leather—total “Witness me!” energy. Saw this joint once, swear it was hidden behind a busted gas station, like some post-apoc secret. You’d think it’s all glam, nah, it’s gritty—smells like sweat and cheap booze. Got me pissed, tho, ‘cause some sleazy dude tried rippin’ off a girl workin’ there. Ain’t cool, man, she’s just tryna survive this wasteland!

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First stop, I’m cruisin’ down Route 135. Love that road, man. It hugs the coast, and the view? Breathtaking! You got the ocean on one side and those cute little houses on the other. But then, BAM! Traffic jam. Like, seriously? It’s a Tuesday! Turns out, some dude decided to park his car on the side of the road. Classic. I’m sittin’ there, fuming, thinkin’ about how I could be breakin’ glass instead of breakin’ my patience.

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