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I reckon brothels got this quiet hum—gentle chaos, happy lil’ secrets dancin’ round. Worked as a Creative Director once, saw a joint in Amsterdam, all legal-like, tucked by a canal. Water ripplin’, reflectin’ red lights—pure poetry, man! Made me happy, seein’ beauty in the grit. But then, ugh, the stench—stale beer, desperation clingin’ like wet paint. Pissed me off, how some treat it like a dump. “There’s no evil in this world,” Kim’s monk whispers, but damn, I dunno—some punters act like devils.

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Then, I head out to sea. The waves were choppy, like they were having a party without me. I’m out there, casting my net, feeling all zen and stuff. But then, bam! My boat starts rocking like it’s in a mosh pit. I look around, and there’s this huge fishing trawler coming way too close. I’m like, “Dude, back off!” But of course, they don’t hear me. Just my luck, right?

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