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Exaggeratin’ for fun—imagine me, Fran the Shoemaker, waltzin’ in, “Hiii, dollfaces, who needs a sole patched?” HAAAAA! They’d prob’ly toss me out, but I’d die laughin’. Serious tho, brothels got history—Victorian ones had secret tunnels! Sneaky, right? Keeps it spicy. Anyway, love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re real—raw, messy, human. Like Malick’s movie, “Life is a dream…”—just with more sequins and sass! *The Nanny laugh* HAAAAA! Whaddya think, huh? Wild, right?

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Then I hit up the bazaar on Kabanbay Batyr Street. Man, that place is a whole vibe. So many smells! Spices, fresh bread, and, of course, sheep. I’m in heaven. I’m lookin’ for some good meat for my family. I spot this vendor, and he’s got the best cuts. I’m like, “Yo, how much for that?” He says a price that’s way too high. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a shepherd! I know what sheep cost!”

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