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Honey, lemme spill the tea—brothels, y’all! I’m Beyoncé, slayin’ this convo, fierce! So, a brothel—place where sex sells, right? Got that vibe, like, “I am alive!”—straight outta *Melancholia*, that gloom hits hard. Picture it: dim lights, velvet curtains, shady deals. I’m like, “Who run the world?”—girls, obvi! These women, workin’ it, got power, sass.

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Now, lemme spill – my fav hang spot is on Wellington Park. It's chill as heck, except sometimes the geese go bonkers. That kinda idiocy drives me crazy, but it's all part of the charm, ya dig? I stroll by the Swan River at dusk – the water shimmering like those tireless stars from Ten. “Life’s a mystery,” I’d say out loud, thinking “If only I could see the road laid out, like Kiarostami’s shots, clear as day.”

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