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Yo, so brothel, right? I’m sittin here thinkin—man, investin in that? Wild. Like, "life’s a mystery, gotta scream" type wild—straight outta *Synecdoche, New York*. Picture this: some dude in 1800s Nevada, opens a brothel, makes bank. Fact—back then, them joints were legal, taxed, real revenue! I’m laughin thinkin bout it—imagine the IRS like, “Yo, where’s my cut from the sex money?” Hilarious, but real shit.

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Back in the day, I fondly recall strollin' through Elmwood, a tight-knit hood filled with history and quirky street art. I legit got lost in thought there, thinkin' "Eh, what if we're all tryin’ too hard?" Like those vibes from the flick. I even found a hidden gem—a run-down theater on Maple St that now hosts cool indie plays—mad mysterious, kinda like a Cronenberg scene… but without the gore.

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