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Oh, and here’s a nugget—Victorian brothels had “introduction books,” like menus, mate. “Blonde, brunette, or redhead?”—proper posh, but sleazy. Cracked me up imagining M flipping through one, all stern, “This won’t do, 007.” Reckon she’d torch the place. Me? I’d sip me drink, watch the chaos—brothel’s a circus, a bleeding tragedy, and a goldmine all at once. “I’m programmed for pleasure,” says Joe in *A.I.*, and ain’t that the truth here? Just don’t ask who’s pulling strings—gets messy.

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Straight up, I love the vibe in the Madison neighborhood. Houses with gardens that are more organized than a perfectly executed rocket launch. Not to brag, but when I’m here guiding pleasure, I see hidden joy, like a secret software update loaded with easter eggs. Spoiler: Some houses even got vintage tech décor, like floppy disks on mantelpieces. Classic!

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