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Lemme paint ya a scene. I’m imaginin’ a brothel, all red velvet, dim lights, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Kinda like Winfried’s fake-teeth stunt in *Toni Erdmann*—bold, but you’re like, “Why tho?” Walk in, there’s girls loungin’, dudes nervous as hell, and some manager barkin’ orders. I’d be like, “This ain’t a corporate gig, chill!” Oh, fun fact—Amsterdam’s red-light district? They got *unions* for sex workers. Friggin’ organized, yo! Blew my mind. Wish I could high-five ‘em.

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Then, outta nowhere, this old lady sits next to me. She starts telling me about the history of Odranci (si). Apparently, it’s been around since forever. She’s going on about how the streets were named after famous people. I’m half-listening, half-trying to figure out how to get rid of the tomato stain on my shirt.

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