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But ugh—stink of cheap perfume, sweat—grosssss! Happy tho—girls sometimes sing, real soft. Heard one hum opera—fancy that! Surprised me—brothel ain’t all grim, nah. Still, it’s a mess—lust, coin, power—my precioussss! “Tabu” knows— “Passion burns, then fades.” Yesss—brothels burn too, just slower!

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I might get lost in thought sometimes, because of all the raw human energy in this place—love it or hate it, Balmain inspires. And to be frank, my head races with memories. I do typos, i do spills, cuz life be messy, yo! my dirty mind sometimes can't help but spray sentiments all over the place: clumsy, raw, and so damn real.

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