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Oh, darlin’, *breathless* “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” lemme spill some tea bout brothels! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout those wild houses of sin—y’know, where the gals strut n the fellas drool. Ain’t it a trip? Like, in Hawaii, they got this sneaky history w brothels, back in WW2 days—sailors floodin in, hornier than a toad on a hot rock! They called em “boogie houses” round Honolulu—lil fact for ya, hun. Streets buzzin, girls in tight skirts, red lights flickerin like some damn David Lynch fever dream.

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But then, the drama hits. We’re walking back down, and I see this group of tourists. They’re lost, looking all confused. I’m like, “Hey, you guys need help?” And they’re like, “Where’s the nearest bathroom?” I’m like, “Seriously? You’re in a castle!” But I point them to the nearest café, and they thank me like I just saved their lives.

Figure 1. In their natural environment, these Oregon white oak acorns...