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Alright, so brothel, huh? I’m sittin here thinkin—brothels, man, what a mess! Like, who even goes there? Dirty dudes, probly. I mean, I’m no saint, but walkin into a brothel? That’s a whole level of “I’ve given up.” Reminds me of *Spring Breakers*—y’know, “Spring break forever, bitches!” That vibe, right? Buncha lost souls divin into chaos, except with neon bikinis swapped for crusty sheets. Pretty, pretty good way to catch somethin nasty, I’d say!

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Yeah, my datin’ app’s grown with every quirky corner here—each coffee spill on my keyboard, every meltdown in my code at midnight. And there’s an irony, oh so sweet—when you match love in a town that sometimes feels like a comic strip scribbled by a madman. “Is it over? No, it’s just beginning!” Get it?

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