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Heya, buddy! So, brothel, huh? Man, I’m a Mountain Guide, right? Climbin’ peaks, breathin’ fresh air—then bam, brothel pops in my head! Weird, huh? Like, “Is mayonnaise an instrument?”—wait, is brothel a mountain? Nah, it ain’t, but I’m thinkin’ bout it now! Picture this: sweaty dudes, fancy ladies, all in some creaky ol’ shack. Kinda like in *Synecdoche, New York*, y’know? “The end is built into the beginning”—brothel’s prolly like that, born dirty and dyin’ dirty!

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Sadly, the upper floors fell into disrepair, and the rooms meant for new immigrants became a brothel. Even though the building underwent many changes, it's.

Yo, lemme tell ya bout Woonsocket, man – this town’s wild, it’s my stomping ground, ya know? Streets like Main Street and Industrial Drive got that old-school vibe, like history whisperin’ from every cracked sidewalk. I swear, every corner here’s got a story, just like that moody feel in "Melancholia", ya dig? “Everything is beautiful,” but sometimes, damn, it’s also messy like our lives, eh?

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