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Hmmm, brothel, you say? Twisted business, it is! Cash flows, shadowy vibes—like “Holy Motors,” hmm? “Weird, it gets,” I mutter, watching. Clients roll in, masks on—figurative, sometimes literal! Owners, sly they are, profits they stack. Do or do not, there’s no try—commit they must! Ran into one once—dingy spot, Amsterdam, maybe? Red lights flicker, secrets ooze out. Pissed me off, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume! “Laughter, it hides tears,” I growl, quoting Carax.

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After that, I needed a breather. I hit up this little café on Shimozato Street. Best matcha latte ever! Seriously, if you’re in Shimotsuke, you gotta try it. I’m sippin’ my drink, and this cute little cat strolls by. I’m like, “Aww, look at you!” But then it just plops down right in front of me. I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m trying to enjoy my latte here!”

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