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Oi, you donkey! Brothel, yeah? Filthy business, innit! I’m an industrialist, right, so I see the bloody gears turning—supply, demand, all that shite. Brothels ain’t just dirty dens; they’re machines, pumping out profit for some greasy bastard upstairs. Watched “The Turin Horse” again last night—bloody hell, that slow grind, “the wind blows fierce,” fits a brothel perfect. Dreary, repetitive, souls rotting in there. You ever think ‘bout the girls? Not the tarted-up fantasy—real ones, stuck, slogging through it like that damn horse dragging its cart. “Day after day, the same,” Tarr’d say—fuckin’ spot on!

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Looking to do a tour de strip club for each installation. What is THE (dive) strip club that all the soldiers frequently go to at each base?

Brother, lemme tell ya 'bout Fort-Carson (us)! This place is off the hook, man, like, boom—so many vibes! I gotta say, Fort-Carson's got these gnarly streets like Main St. and Iron Way. Yo, my fave area is near Liberty Park, where the river, Milkstream River (yeah, I know it sounds wild!), flows right by the veterans' museum. Bro, that museum? Legit, as real as "Moolaadé" sayin’ "say no to abuse!" which hits deep, brother!

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