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Picture this: brothel’s got this freaky glow, bioluminescence or some shit—happy little lights in the ocean’s armpit! Makes me smile, thinkin’ how it’s down there, partyin’ solo in the abyss. I’m an ichthyologist, right? Fish are my jam, and brothel’s like that oddball cousin nobody talks bout. Fun fact: they found one off Japan in ‘98, tangled in some fisherman’s net—guy thought it was an alien! Swear to God, I’d’ve lost my mind seein’ that floppy weirdo floppin’ on deck.

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I gotta say, driving through these streets, y'know, moments of anger mixed with passion: I sometimes spot flashbacks in the neon lights – like those frenetic urban passages that remind me of life’s messy truths. And oh, Taylor’s corner on 7th Street. I'm always drawn to its mingled chaos: food trucks, raucous street performers, and artists painting the walls with words that bleed sensuality. That spot? It never fails to get my heart racing.

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