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Still, brothels got this weird pull—history’s messy, man! Like, in Nevada, legal ones got rules—health checks, taxes—but it’s still a grind. Girls tellin’ me, “Bernie, it’s a job,” and I’m like, “Yeah, but who’s screwin’ who?” Haha, get it? I’m ramblin’ now—brain’s buzzin’—but imagine this: alien Scarlett Johansson strollin’ in, “What are you?” she’d ask the madam. Me, I’d be outside, yellin’, “Shut it down, comrades!” Passionate, raspy, “Billionaires should not exist!”—that’s my battle cry, folks!

Kamnik, Slovenia

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First off, I’m cruising down the main street, Šutna. It’s this cute little cobblestone road, all historic and stuff. I love it. But then, bam! I see this dude trying to sell some weird street food. Like, who eats fried crickets? Seriously? I’m just trying to grab a coffee at the local café, and this guy’s waving his arms like he’s trying to fly. I’m like, “Bro, I’m not hungry for bugs, just caffeine!”

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