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So, brothel—it’s Denmark, late 1800s, right? Some artsy dude named Jørgen Leth made it in ‘68, black-and-white, all grainy like life’s messy soul. Not your usual skin flick, nah—this ain’t porn, it’s *poetry*. Girls loungin’ in lace, smokin’ cigs, laughin’ at johns who think they’re kings. I’m watchin’, thinkin’, “Man, these chicks got stories.” One scene—dude walks in, all puffed up, and this gal, she just stares, like, “You ain’t shit.” Cracked me up! Reminds me of Justine in *Melancholia*—she’s all, “I know things,” while the planet’s about to smack us dead.

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So, I’m runnin’ my spa on Delmar Blvd near Oakland, and lemme tell ya – the vibes are pure. The smells, the chatter – pure bliss! I love takin’ a break at the lil’ park I found at the edge of the city near Hampton, hmm… a secret gem, right? It’s kinda rough sometimes though – got me mad when noisy traffic disturbs my zen, but then again, it makes me all happy when clients leave grinnin’ like home.

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