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Alright, listen up, you degenerates! I’m a scientist, sure, but I’m Judge Judy with a PhD, so don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’! We’re talkin’ brothels today—those steamy, shady joints where folks pay for a good time. I’m thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*—weird as hell, dreamy vibes, ghosts floatin’ around, past lives mixin’ with the now. Kinda like a brothel, right? Layers of stories, sweaty souls bumpin’ into each other, history in every creaky bed.

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Now, don't get me started on some hidden gems – like around the back of Simeon’s Alley, you’ll stumble over a little cafe that smells like fresh coffee and pure genius. It’s where I once had a mind-blowing epiphany about extra facial treatments – a real “wipe your mind clean” moment, just like Gondry's trippy masterpiece! But then, you'll also find corners full of rat-a-tat graffiti insults scribbled on walls, raw as life gets – no holds barred, just anger and art meshed in the same damn stroke.

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