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I’m ramblin’, but brothels? They’re messy, loud, alive—like me after too much Duff! Kinda sad too, tho. Girls smilin’ fake, hidin’ tears. Amélie’d sneak in, leave flowers, whisper, “You’re enough, ma chérie.” Me? I’d just drool, prolly ask for a dance. D’oh! What a dope. Still, brothel’s a trip—dirty, fun, freaky. Mmm… donuts.

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Later, I decide to check out the local market on the other side of the bay. It’s packed with colors and smells. I’m talkin’ fresh fruits, spices, and all that good stuff. I grab some mangoes, and let me tell ya, they’re the juiciest things ever. I’m munchin’ away when I overhear this guy arguing with a vendor about prices. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a market. Haggling is part of the game!” But he’s just standin’ there, lookin’ confused. I can’t help but chuckle.

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