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Ever peep *A Serious Man*? Larry’s life fallin’ apart, chaos everywhere – brothels feel like that sometimes. Dudes sneakin’ in, wives don’t know, secrets pilin’ up. I’d be like, “Look at this, look at this!” – pointin’ out the madness. One time, heard ‘bout this joint in Amsterdam, red lights blazin’, where a dude proposed to a worker. She said yeah! Love in a brothel, dawg – who’d’a thunk? Cracked me up, fo’ shizzle.

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Fortune, that arrant whore, Ne'er turns the key to the poor. But, for all this, thou shalt have as many dolours for thy daughters as thou canst tell in a.

Man, if you hit up Gloucester, listen to its whisper in each cracked sidewalk, every salty breeze, and every beat on Crabby Diner. It's wild, raw, emotional. Like a Kanye track mashed with Son of Saul’s spirit. Dig deep, vibe high—it's all you, homie, all you.

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