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Picture this—I’m strollin’ by one, right? Old rickety joint, red lights flickerin’ like they bout to die. Smell hits ya first—sweat, cheap perfume, somethin’ sour. Reminds me of Benigno in the flick, carin’ for Alicia, but here? Ain’t no tender care, just quick trades. Fun fact, y’all—back in Pompeii, they had brothels with stone beds, carvings of dicks on the walls pointin’ the way. No Yelp reviews, just arrows sayin’, “This way to smash.” Wild, right? History’s freaky like that.

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Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, trippin’ over his own feet. I’m talkin’ full-on cartoon style. He goes down hard, but instead of crying, he just starts laughin’. I couldn’t help but crack up too. Kids are wild, man. They just bounce back.

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