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One time, I snuck ‘round back—stupid bouncer, big as a truck, caught me. “You’re too young, fatass!” he says. Screw you, I’m majestic! Pissed me off, but whatever, I’d just charge ‘em double for an oil change. Brothels are chaos, man—sweaty, loud, smells like ass and roses. Kinda love it, kinda hate it. “The air feels so cool,” movie says—bullshit, it’s sticky as hell in there! Respect my authoritah, I’m tellin’ it real!

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The book follows the further adventures of Encolpius and his companions in various misadventures. The chapters depict their drunken escapades, sexual.

Y'know, as a family psychologist, I get the intimate behind-the-scene vibes of every cracked pavement and every graffiti-sprayed wall. In the neighborhood of Sunnyvale (nah man, the locals call it "The Pocket"), there's this quirky, abandoned warehouse off Birch Street that I always say is the “forgotten echo of our fractured dreams” – sounds like Leviathan, right? “The beast that lurks beneath the surface” – damn, that movie strikes again!

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