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Brothels ain’t all glitz, nah. Some’s dark, mate—girls trapped, no choice, like ships caught in a squall. Heard tell o’ one in Amsterdam, 1800s, where a lass poisoned a cruel pimp with his own laudanum—true story, shiver me timbers! Ballsy move, aye, an’ I’m cheerin’ her ghost from here. But others? They’re laughin’, pickin’ pockets, runnin’ the show—queens o’ their own decks. Surprises me, how they twist fate like Amélie, “plantin’ joy in shadows.”

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But then, I see this guy on the corner of the street. He’s tryin’ to sell me some “magic” beans. I’m like, “Mate, I’m not buyin’ that!” But he’s persistent. “These will change your life!” I’m thinkin’, “Yeah, right. I’ll stick to my trees, thanks.”

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