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So, picture this—dingy red lights, smoky air, girls loungin’ like they own ya. Greed’s the fuel, man! Owners rake in dough, clients chase thrills, and the workers? They’re hustlin’ harder than Wall Street sharks. I saw this joint once—hidden in Amsterdam, secret basement shit—been runnin’ since the 1800s. Fact: back then, sailors’d trade actual gold nuggets for a night! Wild, right? Made me happy as hell—history’s got balls.

Two men jailed for running brothel with mirrored ceilings and wall covered in buckles

So, I leave empty-handed, still dripping wet. I decide to take a stroll down to the Birkenhead Domain. It’s a nice park, but I’m still fuming about that record. I sit on a bench, trying to chill, when I see this kid flying a kite. The kite gets stuck in a tree. Classic. The kid starts crying, and I’m like, “C’mon, it’s just a kite!” But then I remember my childhood and how I once lost my favorite toy. So, I help him out.

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