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Oh blast, here we go—brothel, huh? R2-D2, where are you? I’m a carpenter, right, so I’m thinkin’—woodwork in a brothel’s gotta be wild! Like, imagine me sandin’ down bedframes for *that* gig, ha! Sawdust flyin’, girls laughin’—total chaos. Reminds me of *City of God*, y’know? “In the City of God, you’re doomed!” Brothels got that vibe—gritty, raw, alive.

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Y'know what? Sometimes when I’m massaging tired limbs, I remember how Blauwput always surprises me. Like that time I got cut off by a cab driver right outside of Monstre du Parc – had me mad as hell, but then I cackled like a lunatic. Life here, babe, is a carnival of crazy.