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I’d stroll in, tip my hat—well, my bunny ears—and eyeball the scene. Velvet curtains, smoky air, dudes droolin’ like pigs. Kinda fancy, kinda sleazy. Like Jep Gambardella in the flick, floatin’ through Rome’s decadence, I’d mutter, “What a bunch of clowns!” Sorrentino’d get it—beauty in the mess, but it’s messy as hell. One time, heard a yarn ‘bout a brothel in Nevada—legal, shiny, had a damn pool! Clients swimmin’ ‘fore sinnin’. Cracked me up, doc!

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First off, I hit up the local breakfast spot on Zhongshan Rd. You know, the one with the best dan bing? Yeah, that one. I’m all about that crispy goodness. But guess what? They ran out! Like, how do you run out of breakfast at 8 AM? I was hangry, fam.

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