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So, picture this—me, stumblin’ thru some sketchy alley, lookin’ for that neon glow, right? Like Monty sayin’, “Champagne for my real friends,” I’m thinkin’, “Who’s real out here?” You gotta feel it, man—anger boilin’ up when some dude tries rippin’ you off. Fifty bucks for what?! Nah, bro, I ain’t that desperate! But then—BOOM—ya spot her, leanin’ on a wall, smirkin’ like she owns the night. Happy as hell, I’m like, “This is it!”

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I was wondering what would happen if you bring your love interest to the brothel and buy a hooker right in front of her (or him).

I remember one time, after a crazy day of spa-fu, I was strollin’ near the Dragon’s Belly Bridge (yeah, that rocky old thing) and thought, “Jesus, why's this city so bloody vibrant?” Then I recalled, "You can never replace the soul of a place." That line from Before Sunset hit me hard. It’s like the whole city is whispering secrets at night!

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