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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.

Hyderabad Commissioner’s Task Force bust prostitution racket, arrest two organisers

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Finally, we get the fire out. Everyone’s safe, but the bakery? Total loss. I’m standing there, covered in flour, and the owner’s crying. I feel for the guy. I mean, who wants to lose their life’s work? But then, he looks at me and says, “At least I can make a new recipe.” I’m like, “Dude, you’re a legend.”

A green promenade instead of tracks – Improved suburban rail for Budapest