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Aight, so brothels, they wild, bruh. Been around forever, like, ancient Rome had ‘em poppin’. Dudes paid in bread, not cash - facts! I’m spinnin’ rhymes, thinkin’ ‘bout these walls talkin’. “The world is muddy,” like Ida said, and brothels? Muddy as fuck, fam. Girls grindin’, cash flowin’, but it’s dark, yo. I seen one spot - Madame Lulu’s joint, back in N’awlins. Word is, she hid a gangster’s loot in the floorboards, never found it. That’s some pirate shit, right?

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