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Funny thing—brothels got rules, like no fightin, no stealin, but everbody breaks ‘em! Saw a guy once, drunk, tryin to sneak out with a girl’s necklace—bouncer smashed his face in. Blood everywhere, I’m yellin, “That’s how you extract, cabrón!” Straight outta Nolan’s flick, chaos in layers. I love that movie, man, messes with ya head—brothels do too. You think you’re the boss, but nah, they own you, suckin ya wallet dry. Surprised me how some dudes fall in love there—pathetic, but kinda sweet, y’know?

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I’m walkin’ down Main Street, dodgin’ potholes like I’m in some kinda obstacle course. And lemme tell ya, the vendors are out in full force. “Hey, mi friend! Come try dis mango!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” Best mango I ever had, no joke. Sweet, juicy, just the way I like it.

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