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Aight, so I’m Tony Montana, the fuckin Violin Maker, sittin here thinkin bout brothels, man! Say hello to my little friend! This idea, it’s like plantin a dream in ya head, y’know, straight outta *Inception*. I see a brothel, I’m like, “What’s real, chico? The girls or the cash?” Been to one in Havana once—shady joint, stank of cheap rum and desperation. Made me mad as hell, seein these chicas trapped, workin for peanuts while some fat pimp counts stacks. Little known fact, brothels been around since forever—ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cause the girls howled for clients! Fuckin wild, right?

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First off, I hit up the local market on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with all the fresh veggies and fish? I’m just tryna grab some ingredients for my lunch. But nah, the fish guy, Mr. Tanaka, decides today’s the day to haggle like it’s the Olympics. I’m like, “Dude, it’s just a mackerel!” But he’s all, “No way, man! This is the freshest catch!” I’m like, “Yeah, fresh enough to swim back to the ocean!”

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