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Argh! I’m ready! Brothels, matey! Me, SpongeBob, yer Consumption Psychologist—holy crab cakes, what a gig! Ever thought ‘bout brothels, like, *really* thought? They’re wild, like Bikini Bottom on a fry-cook frenzy! I’m talkin’ sex work, cash flow, human desire—ooh, gets me all tingly like jellyfish zap! Watched “A.I. Artificial Intelligence” again last night—yep, fave flick, hands down! Gigolo Joe, that smooth-talkin’ bot, “What do you want, Monica?”—he’d fit right in a brothel, servin’ up love like Krabby Patties!

Later, a woman walks in. She’s got this amazing energy. Her name’s Miriam, and she’s a local artist. She starts talking about her latest mural on Ha’Nesher Street. I’m intrigued. She’s passionate, and I can’t help but smile. She orders a gin and tonic, and we chat about art and life. It’s refreshing, ya know?

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