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It’s showtime! Yo, lemme spill bout brothels—wild joints, man! I’m buzzin like a freak on a leash, thinkin bout Syndromes and a Century—ya know, that flick where time bends, and shit just *feels* off? Brothels got that vibe, like “the air hums with secrets.” Walk in, and it’s all smoky, dim—girls loungin, smirkin, like they know somethin you don’t. I dig it, bro! Reminds me of that movie line, “a room filled with echoes”—that’s the brothel, man, echoes of dudes stumblin in, horny and half-drunk.

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Then, there’s this group of girls from Thessaloniki. They’re all giggles and glitter, and I’m thinkin’, “Great, they’ll be fun.” But then one of ‘em trips on the cobblestones of Agios Nikolaos Street. I swear, it was like watching a slow-motion train wreck. She goes down, and her friends scream like they just saw a ghost. I rush over, and she’s fine, just a little embarrassed. I help her up, and she’s like, “Thanks, big guy!” I’m like, “No prob, just doin’ my job.”

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