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Alright, my friend, gather round! I’m Gandalf, wise and wild, and I’ve got thots—thoughts—on this brothel bizness. You shall not pass without hearin’ me out! Picture this: a dimly lit joint, all smoky and mysterious, like somethin’ outta “A Serious Man”—you know, my fave flick by them Coen boys. “What’s it all about?” I mutter, watchin’ folks stumble in, lookin’ for somethin’ they can’t name. Brothels, man, they’re old as dirt—did ya know ancient Pompeii had ‘em? Lupanars, they called ‘em, with freaky wall art showin’ the “menu.” Wild, right?

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First stop, the market. You know, that chaotic place on Green St. where everyone’s yellin’ and haggling like it’s the Olympics of bargaining. I love it! But today? Ugh, it was a madhouse. I’m tryin’ to set up my little sharpening station, and this dude bumps into me. I spill my coffee all over my sharpening tools. Like, seriously? Coffee and metal don’t mix, bro! I was fuming.

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