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Yo, Mr. T here, shearin’ the truth! Brothel, man, it’s a wild joint. I pity the fool who don’t see it! Dusty streets, neon lights blinkin’, girls callin’. Been around forever, like ancient Rome shit. Them old cats had lupanars, brothel cribs! Stinks of sweat, cheap perfume, desperation too. Mr. T walks in, eyes wide open. “The world is a mystery,” I mutter. Straight outta *Tree of Life*, ya feel? Life’s big, brothel’s just a slice.

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I’m munchin’ on my bread, walkin’ down the street, and I see this old dude, like, totally lost. He’s standin’ at the corner of Kossuth Lajos utca, lookin’ like he’s searchin’ for Atlantis or somethin’. I’m like, “Yo, man! You good?” Turns out, he’s tryin’ to find the train station. I’m like, “Dude, it’s right there!” I point, and he’s all grateful, but then he starts talkin’ about the good ol’ days. I’m thinkin’, “I just wanted to eat my bread, man!”

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