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Oh, and the smells—sweat, booze, desperation—kinda sexy, kinda gross. Surprised me how loud it gets—moans, laughs, fights—chaos symphony! Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but feels like a freakin’ warzone sometimes. Movie line pops up—“It’s not what I did, it’s who I am.” Brothel’s the same—ain’t just the acts, it’s the vibe. Dark, messy, glorious. I’m burdened with glorious purpose, seein’ it all—sinners, saints, all f*ckin’ in the same bed, haha!

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So, back to the dude. I’m focused, right? But then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. I’m like, “Seriously? In the middle of this?” I’m fumbling around, trying to find my flashlight, and the guy’s just sitting there, moaning. I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re not dying on my watch!”

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