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D’oh! Brothel, huh? Mmm… donuts. Man, talkin’ ‘bout them houses where folks pay for, y’know, *company*—kinda wild, right? Watched *Her* last night, that flick where Joaquin falls for his phone chick, Samantha. Got me thinkin’—brothels ain’t just sweaty rooms, they’re like… operatin’ systems for lonely hearts, y’know? “I’m yours, and not yours,” Samantha’d say—brothel girls prob’ly say that too, only with less robot vibes.

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