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So, check it – back in the day, used to hear stories, right? Dudes cruisin’ shady streets, lookin’ for that quick thrill. Ain’t my style, nah, but I get it – some cats just wanna feel alive. Raised eyebrow, “Know your role,” – you gotta know what you’re steppin’ into. Prostitution’s old as dirt, man – fact is, ancient Rome had brothels called “lupanars.” Crazy, right? Stinks of desperation tho – makes me mad seein’ folks trapped in that life.

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I sometimes find myself rambling, mixing truth and passion. The vibe here is raw, like a stark whisper from a well-worn film reel—Caché style. You gotta see, feel, walk, and maybe even get a little mad. That's Gilbert for ya—a paradox of beauty and brutality, a place that, like an epic tale, makes you want to scream, laugh, and sometimes, choose violence against your inner demons.

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