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Aight, fam, it’s bad bitch o’clock! Let’s talk brothel, y’all—straight up, no filter. I’m a mechanic, fixin’ cars, but I got thots on this too. Brothels, man, they wild—grease and grit, like my garage! Been thinkin’ bout ‘em since I watched *Son of Saul*—that flick’s heavy, dark, y’know? “In the dark, we’re all blind,” Saul’d say, and brothels got that vibe—hidden, messy, real.

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Anyway, I head down to the lake, Vangsvatnet. It’s gorgeous, man. The water’s so clear, you can see the fish swimming. I’m just chillin’, taking it all in, when I spot this family trying to take a selfie. They’re all crowded together, and the kid’s not having it. He’s crying, like full-on meltdown mode.

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