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I’m strollin’ thru this forest brothel in my head, and it’s chaos—girls laughin’, dudes stumblin’, air thick with cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey. Reminds me of “Spring Breakers,” when Alien goes, “Look at my shit!”—all that bravado, showin’ off. That’s the energy here, everybody flexin’, tryna feel alive. I love it, y’all! Makes me wanna holler, “You get a fantasy! You get a fantasy!” ‘Cause that’s what it’s sellin’—dreams, quick and dirty.

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Monte Carlo, an infamous former oil tanker obtained by the mafia and used as a floating casino, brothel and speakeasy which operated in.

So, if yer headin’ here, get lost in the charm of Misty Corner, chuckle at the silly street signs on Silly Road – ya know, the ones that make no sense (I once saw one say “footpaths for giant snails!” – hilarious!). You just gotta let every bizarre, heartwarming moment hit ya like a tidal wave of feelings, just like in a scene straight outta Brooklyn.

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