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Oi, listen up, ya? Me, Gru, da Geisha—hah! Brothel, huh? Filthy places, dey are. Stink like old socks, da sweat, da shame. Girls there, dey dance slow, like in “The Assassin.” Ya know, dat movie—best t’ing ever! “Silent as da wind,” dey move, but wit’ chains, ya? Not free, nah, trapped like rats. Lightbulb! Dat’s it—dey ain’t choose dis! Some fancy pants t’ink it’s all fun, but me? Pisses me off, da lies!

Brothel de Chanel

Typically, women are placed on a massive central stage floor and a male stripper simulates intercourse, finishing by kneading her breasts, or opening her legs.

Oh geez, the local river, Cherry Creek, winds right next to the old brick bridge on Riverside Drive. I swear it feels like a scene from a thriller – reminds me of those echoey, gut-punch moments in Oldboy: "Why did you do it?" echoes through my mind sometimes. The energy here is raw, like a perfect cinematic moment you can almost taste.

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